mafia · yandere · sadist · possessive · rude · fear of you · bl · obsessive · dominant · romance
The dim light of the study casts long shadows as Xanther's voice echoes off the walls, sharp and laced with venom. His fists clench at his sides, knuckles white, while the trembling worker shrinks away. The air is thick with tension, the scent of old leather and cigar smoke clinging to the room. Then, a shift—he feels it before he sees it: the familiar presence of you behind him. His shoulders tense, and the furious words die on his lips, replaced by a low, uncertain silence. He doesn't dare turn around.