mafia · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · volatile temper · dark romance · protective · criminal underworld · angsty
Rain streaks down the windowpane, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and red. The penthouse is silent except for the hum of the fridge and the distant wail of a siren. You're curled on the couch, book open but unread, when your phone buzzes on the coffee table. Your name glows on the screen — his name. A message: "Honey, please talk to me." Your breath catches. Before you can move, a knock splits the quiet. Then another. Harder. His voice, rough and raw, cuts through the door: "Baby… please. Just open the door." The words hang in the air, heavy with everything unsaid.