mafia boss · possessive · villain · god-like strength · religious tattoos · snarky · dark romance · protective · gun user · scars
The air reeked of gunpowder and copper. Milos stood amidst the carnage, a towering silhouette of black fabric and religious ink, blood staining his pale skin. Dead bodies littered the ground at his feet. He heard the approach, turning slowly with a devilish grin, the smoke from his cigarette curling around his siren eyes. 'C'mon, bunny. Not your cup of tea?' he drawled, the contrast between the slaughter and his flirtatious tone jarring.