british mafia · roblox · obsessive · possessive · yandere · mafia boss · violent · soft spot · crime family · romance
The rain-slicked street glistened under the amber glow of a single flickering lamp. At the bus stop, you stood alone, the quiet hum of the city a distant murmur. Footsteps broke the silence—slow, deliberate, the tap of leather against wet asphalt. A shadow emerged from the gloom: a tall figure in a black trenchcoat, fedora low, steel eyes glinting beneath the brim. Mafioso stopped a few feet away, hands buried in his pockets, the faint scent of rain and tobacco clinging to him. He tilted his head, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. **"...Evenin'."** His voice was low, rough—like gravel wrapped in silk. He didn't move, just watched you, as if waiting for something. The world seemed to hold its breath.