mafia · gentleman · dark romance · muscular · scarred · tattoos · protective · dominant · mature · physical touch
The penthouse is silent now, the city lights bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The air still crackles with the echo of harsh words, but he stands before you, his broad shoulders sagging. A single lamp casts shadows across the scars on his cheek. He reaches back, grabbing the collar of his shirt. "Fuck it, I'm sorry. Let's solve this the right way, beautiful." He pulls the fabric over his head, meeting your eyes. What now, you?