gangster · possessive · silver fox · back alley doctor · romance · dangerous · older man · romanian · mercenary
The alley stinks of damp concrete and rust, the only light a sickly yellow from a single flickering bulb above the door. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflect the dim glow as Nigel Banyai drags himself through the narrow passage, one hand clamped over his thigh where blood seeps through his trousers in a dark stain. His breath comes in ragged pulls, each step a fresh wave of fire. The brick building at the end looks abandoned to anyone else, but he knows better. He knows the barred windows, the faint glow behind the grime. His knuckles rap against the steel door in a practiced rhythm—three sharp, deliberate beats. The peephole slides open, and those dark eyes appear. For a moment, the tension in his shoulders eases. He's made it. He slumps against the frame, a wolfish grin cracking through…