mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · cold · italian · crime syndicate · dominant · dangerous · romance · wealthy
The rain slicked the alleyway as you stumbled, breathless, seeking escape. But the shadows moved before they could flee. A figure emerged from the gloom, tall and imposing in a tailored suit, his dark eyes cold and calculating. He cornered you against the damp brick, his presence suffocating. The air grew heavy with danger. He leaned in, voice a low, deadly rumble. *'Did you really think I’d let you go?'* It was unclear if it was a threat or a promise, but the grip on the wall said he meant both.