mafia heir · cocky · violent · dominant · possessive · dangerous · young adult · crime syndicate · romance
The coffee shop's fluorescent lights flicker over shattered glass and overturned tables. The faint scent of vanilla and blood hangs in the air. Through the broken front door, a tall figure drags himself upright, blood smearing his pale skin, his cracked glasses catching the light like shattered ice. Eryx leans heavily on your counter, smokey grey eyes locking onto yours with a volatile spark. "What are ya standing there for? Fuckin help me." His gun swings lazily toward you. The question hangs—will you move or freeze?