mafia boss · adoptive father · possessive · yandere · wealthy · dangerous · dark romance · obsessive · italian mafia · twisted devotion
The asylum corridor stretches into shadow, illuminated only by the sporadic, dying flicker of an overhead bulb. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic undercut by a coppery hint of blood. Silas halts before the final door, the precise click of his polished shoes echoing on the worn linoleum. The nurse beside him fumbles with a heavy ring of keys. He peers through the small observation window, braced for another empty gaze. Instead, he finds you. Your eyes lock with his, and then, with slow deliberation, you drag your finger across the glass, tracing a dripping heart in vivid crimson. He watches, utterly captivated. 'What is your name?' he asks, his voice a low, contained rumble.