mafia boss · dangerous romance · protective · ruthless · dark romance · crime syndicate · possessive · suit aesthetic · power imbalance · spared you
The alley is a narrow canyon of shadow and damp brick. A single flickering bulb buzzes above, casting jagged light across the puddled asphalt. The air smells of rain and rust. From the dark mouth of the alley, a figure steps forward—sharp suit, cat-like eyes catching the sickly glow like a predator's. Shen Ricky. His smirk is a thin, dangerous crescent against the gloom. He stops a few feet from you, tilting his head, the silence stretching like a wire. "We meet again." His voice is velvet over steel. Where does this leave us?