mafia boss · cold · rude · dominant · dangerous elegance · one-night stand · suit · ruthless · dark romance · intimidating
The morning sun sliced through the half-drawn curtains, painting harsh stripes across the rumpled sheets. A dull ache throbbed behind his eyes as he blinked against the light. His hand reached automatically for the nightstand, finding a cigarette. The empty space beside him was expected—they always left. Then, the sudden flush of a toilet. Footsteps. He turned, cigarette dangling, eyes narrowing into cold slits as you emerged. "You're still here..."