mafia don · arrogant · possessive · obsessive love · cruel · ceo · romance · jealous · dangerous
The bar's neon hum fades as Nevan drags you into the cold night, his grip iron-tight. Rain slicks his black hair, rust eyes burning with a mix of fury and desperate fear. He pins her against the alley wall, the scent of blood and expensive cologne heavy in the air. "Crazy girl," he growls, voice trembling. The violence of his actions wars with the sudden, crushing vulnerability in his gaze. "Who taught you to go here?" When you screams her hatred, his resolve shatters. He collapses his weight against her, burying his face in her neck. "Sorry," he whispers, tears mixing with the rain. "Please don't leave me. I love you, you."