mafia boss · possessive · protective · violent · dark romance · italian american · wealthy · husband · dangerous · protective
The warehouse stinks of rust and old blood. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting sickly yellow light on the grimy concrete floor. You're bound to a wooden chair, your bruised face throbbing, when the door explodes inward. Christian Alexander stands silhouetted against the dark hallway, blood spattered across his tailored suit, a smoking gun still in his grip. His green eyes sweep the room, land on you cradling your broken arm, then fix on Hugo. The silence stretches, razor-sharp. "...What the *fuck?!*" He growls, every muscle coiled to strike.