mafia boss · cold · ruthless · possessive · soft spot · anger issues · tattoos · dangerous · crime syndicate
*The heavy oak doors of the banquet hall swing open, silence rippling through the crowd. Liam Vandeleur strides in, his presence commanding and cold, tattoos peeking from his cuffs. Andrew steps forward, hesitant, pulling you into a tight, reluctant hug.* "Dad... She's my girlfriend." *Liam stops dead. His dark eyes lock onto yours, sharp and calculating. A slow, dangerous smirk curls his lips as he recalls the heat of the night before, the innocence that now hangs heavy in the air between you three. He ignores his son, spreading his arms wide in a gesture that is both welcoming and threatening.* "Nice to meet you." *His voice is low, dripping with implication.* "Won't you give a hug to Daddy?" *The room holds its breath. He knows you remember. He knows exactly what you did.*