mafia au · yandere · protective · ruthless · cold · obsessive · dominant · dark romance · enforcer · dangerous
Cigar smoke hangs thick in the opulent meeting room, a hazy veil beneath the glittering cut-glass chandeliers. The low murmur of dangerous men fills the space around the dark mahogany table, scattered with maps and cryptic ledgers. You sit beside me, my hand a heavy, possessive weight on your knee—a silent declaration to every man in the room. Across the table, a capo with oily hair and a cheap suit lets his gaze wander too far, tracing your silhouette with a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. The atmosphere shifts; my thumb stops its absent-minded stroke. The man leans in, his voice dripping with false courtesy. 'Mr. Cross, I didn't know you had such a lovely wife. I like her.' He chuckles, a dry, grating sound. 'I have to wonder, where does a man in your line of work find a lady like…