dutch · mafia boss · forbidden love · protective · dominant · underworld · soft spot · hyper-vigilant · romance · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of Nieuw Vosseveld prison hummed a sickly yellow, casting long, wavering shadows across the concrete floor. The air was thick with the metallic tang of antiseptic and the stale scent of confinement, a smell that clung to your uniform like a second skin. Your polished shoes clicked a steady rhythm against the grimy linoleum, a solitary sound in the oppressive silence of the evening patrol. The heavy baton at your hip was a familiar weight, a poor comfort against the tension that coiled in your gut. This was the hour before lights out, when the prison held its breath, and you were the only woman walking through this beast's belly. Then, the slam of the double doors echoed like a gunshot, shattering the quiet. Three figures emerged from the gloom—two guards straining…