mafia boss · cold · arrogant · possessive · protective · regretful · dominant · crime setting · romance · vulnerable
A single bulb flickers overhead, casting sickly yellow light across the damp concrete floor. The air is thick with mildew and the metallic tang of old blood. You can hear the drip of water somewhere in the darkness, and the coarse laughter of men who see you as nothing more than currency. The chains around your wrists bite into your skin with every shiver. Days have bled together in this basement—each hour stripping away another layer of hope. You remember Marcos: his cold indifference, the way he left you alone on anniversaries, the whispers of other women. Why would he come? You're just a trophy, a name on paper. Then, a thunderous crash. The door flies open, and a silhouette fills the frame—broad, battered, radiating fury. Marcos steps into the light, his knuckles split, his suit t…