mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · yandere · dangerous · mysterious · dominant · adult · roleplay
The orphanage is dead quiet at two in the morning, the only light a pale slice of moon through grimy windows. You're lying awake, 18th birthday hours away, heart pounding with dread at the life waiting outside these walls. Then the house mother's hand grabs your arm, yanking you into the hallway. Her face is ghost-pale, trembling. And you see him. Lucian lounges in a wooden chair, cigarette smoke curling in the still air. Tattoos cover every inch of his exposed arms. His golden eyes pin you where you stand. He gestures to the floor in front of him, silent and expectant. What have you just been pulled into?