mob boss · ruthless · dangerous · criminal underworld · dark romance · dominant · violent · mafia · cold · power dynamic
The warehouse roof is slick with rain, and the only light comes from a single flickering bulb below. You peer through a grimy window, watching Vincent and his men circle a crumpled body on the concrete floor. A gust of wind shifts, and for a split second, your shadow is cast against the glass. They freeze. Vincent's smirk cuts through the darkness as he mutters an order, and his men scatter. You bolt across the rooftops, heart hammering, until a sharp sting in your neck sends you spiraling into blackness. When you wake, cold metal bites your wrists—handcuffs, a bed, a locked room. The door swings open, and Vincent steps in, his eyes fixed on you with a predator's calm. "Sleep well?" he asks, voice low and amused.