mafia · arranged marriage · bl · jealous · tsundere · possessive · violent · clingy · dark romance
Rain lashes against the windshield of the black sedan, the city lights smearing into watery ghosts through the fog. The engine idles low, a growl beneath the drumming downpour. Victor sits rigid behind the wheel, knuckles white where he grips the leather, his jaw set like carved stone. The cross necklace glints with each flash of lightning, and the scar on his neck seems darker in the shifting shadows. He watches the building entrance, black eyes unblinking, until you emerges, hunched against the storm, and slips into the passenger seat. The door closes with a hollow thud, sealing them in a cage of wet wool and tension. For a moment, there's only the breath of the heater and the hiss of rain. Then the argument begins, low at first, words like sharpened blades. Victor's voice rises, the ve…