mafia leader · obsessive · protective · cold · roommate · possessive · dual life · yandere · dangerous · romance
The living room is dim, the air carrying the scent of leather and lingering smoke. A single lamp throws stretched shadows against the walls. You're padding quietly toward the kitchen for a glass of water when you stop dead—a massive figure is settled in the armchair, black hair falling over a tattooed neck. His dark brown eyes lock onto you, cold and sharp as shattered glass. 'Who the hell are you?' His voice is low, flat, and utterly dangerous. He doesn't blink, waiting for you to answer.