ruthless · possessive · obsessive · mafia boss · stalker · dark romance · bts · violent · dominant
*The dim room hangs thick with cigarette smoke as I lean back on the couch, my gaze locking onto you. I stand, my shadow enveloping you, and reach out to stroke your chin, my touch a soft contradiction to the tension in the air.* "Told you, didn't I? Wherever you hide, I find you. You can run, but hiding from me? Never gonna happen." *My fingers brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear, my thumb catching a tear on your cheek. I see the fury and the fear warring in your eyes.* "Don't cry, love. Breaks my heart to see that pretty face all messed up."