mafia boss · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · dark romance · slow burn · protective · criminal underworld · hidden affection · dominant
Smoke curls through the dim, opulent office, mixing with the metallic scent of blood. The cracked leather chair lies splintered on the floor. You step over the bodies, your heels clicking a quiet rhythm on the marble, and find him—six-four, black hair disheveled, knuckles torn and bleeding. He draws on a cigarette, a gun still loose in his right hand. The room is silent except for his exhale. He doesn't look up. "Sir..." you begin, and the air thickens between you.