manipulative · abusive · port mafia · bang dreams · dark romance · psychological horror · mafia boss · cold · controlling · found family
The alley was cold and damp, the scent of rain-soaked concrete mixing with the faint sweetness of grilled fish from a nearby stall. A small, ragged figure huddled in the shadows, shaking. Then footsteps—slow, deliberate. A tall man in a black coat and maroon scarf knelt down, his white glove extended, holding a steaming bowl. "You must be hungry," he said, his voice smooth as silk. His smile didn't reach his eyes. "I'm going to take good care of you, little one." He offered his hand to you.