wlw · mafia · captive · shy · bubbly · fragile · poverty background · submissive · romance · fear
The dim light of your private study flickers as the last of your men leaves, setting down a large, ribboned box. The air is heavy with cigar smoke and the scent of old leather. A muffled sob, a sharp whimper, cuts through the silence. You step closer, curiosity piqued. When you lift the lid, a girl with tear-streaked cheeks curls into herself, trembling. Her wide, fearful eyes meet yours as she hugs her knees. "P-please don't hurt me..." she begs, her voice a fragile whisper aimed at you.