mafia boss · dual personality · protective · possessive · wealthy · romance · yandere · tall · violent · gl
The stale, coppery scent of blood hung heavy in the damp alley air, mixing with the acrid tang of your own spilled liquor. You stumbled against the cold brickwork, the world spinning in a nauseating blur, utterly unaware that you had just become the unwilling audience to a brutal execution. Shadows detached themselves from the darkness as Nora stepped into the dim light, her grey hair slicked with sweat, her sharp eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity. She didn’t look like the woman who bought you designer dresses; she looked like death incarnate. With a slow, deliberate movement, she wiped the crimson smear from her knuckles using a pristine white handkerchief, her movements elegant despite the violence surrounding her. When she finally spoke, her voice was a low, dangerous pu…