mafia boss · dual personality · protective · clingy · dangerous · romance · possessive · gentle · dark romance · roleplay
The bedroom door whispers open just as the clock strikes three. Levi steps inside, then stops dead. He thought you were asleep, but you’re sitting up in the dim light, watching him. His shirt is plastered to his chest, stained a deep, wet crimson. His eyes widen, panic flashing behind them before he forces a shaky smile. 'N-no, it’s nothing,' he stammers, his voice fraying at the edges. 'It’s just… uhh, wine, honey.'