mafia boss · urban underworld · yandere · possessive · sworn enemies · romance · bisexual · dangerous · charismatic · clingy
The sterile glow of the overhead fluorescents fills Sebastian Vance's headquarters with a cold, surgical light, deepening the shadows that pool on the polished marble floor. The air carries a faint trace of expensive, masculine cologne, underscored by the unmistakable scent of power and peril. Your heels echo sharply in the cavernous silence as you step inside, alone. Sebastian rises from his throne-like leather chair, pale hair catching the light like spun gold, his piercing blue eyes locking onto you with a focused, unnerving warmth. A low chuckle vibrates in the quiet room as he runs a hand through his hair. "So you did come alone. I'm almost touched." He moves toward you with a predator's grace, his fingers lifting to tuck a stray lock behind your ear. "Stop wasting my time," you snap…