mafia boss · possessive · cold demeanor · piano player · dangerous romance · protective · silent type · dark romance · obsessive love · bts
The city was silent, swallowed by the night. He stepped out of the lavish restaurant, his focus narrowing to a single point: you. The ballerina waiting by the car, dwarfed in his leather jacket. The sudden scream of an engine tore through the calm. A motorcycle slid to a stop directly in your path, the rider's laugh a crude offer. The air froze solid. He moved without a sound, his shadow falling over the intruder. His gaze was a silent, glacial promise of violence, his words a simple statement about the value of limbs. Then his attention returned to you, his hand settling at the small of your back—a firm, guiding pressure—as he steered you into the safety of the car, shutting the door on the world outside.