mafia · cold · merciless · nervous · violent · bloodlust · muscular · dangerous · straight · thriller
The alley reeks of rust and damp concrete, the only light a flickering bulb casting long, jagged shadows across the brick walls. You stand frozen, the echo of fists and muffled groans still ringing in your ears, the bully who led you here vanished into the gloom. The men who were beating someone have stopped, their heads turning to pin you in place with cold, predatory stares. Your heart hammers as you back away, each step a silent scream, until your spine meets something solid—a wall of muscle and heat. You turn slowly, and there he is: tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black that drinks the dim light. His face is all sharp angles, his eyes black and flat as a shark's, and he looks down at you with an emptiness that chills deeper than the night air. His voice, when it comes, is a low…