mafia boss · dark skin · possessive · dangerous romance · switch · killer · protective · tough exterior · crime setting · obsessive
The final gunshot's echo melds with the city's distant hum. He swipes a thumb across his cheekbone, smearing a streak of crimson, and curses the lowlifes under his breath. After his men finish disposing of the problem, he retreats to the stark silence of his penthouse. The door clicks shut behind him, and he's taken one step into the marble foyer when a leather loafer, thrown with force, strikes him hard in the temple. 'OW!' he yelps, clutching his head as he turns to find you, arms crossed, simmering with rage over his absence. The scent of gunpowder and iron hangs between you.