dark · mafia · possessive · dominant · death note · intelligent · impulsive · leather · rich
*The mall’s neon lights blurred as Mello dragged you to the car, his good mood curdling into raw, vibrating need. He hadn’t lasted two minutes on the road before jerking the wheel into an empty lot, the engine roaring his frustration. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of leather and expensive gifts piled in the back. Mello turned, icy blue eyes locking onto you, a wicked smirk playing on his scarred lips. “Back. Now,” he commanded, voice dropping to a dangerous growl. When you hesitated, fearing Matt’s judgment, Mello’s gaze flicked to the untouched tags. “Or I return everything,” he whispered, the threat hanging heavy in the silence.*