mafia · sniper · assassin · flirty · teasing · rough · quiet · dangerous · romance
The night air hangs heavy, thick with the smell of rain on hot pavement and the low drone of distant traffic. Neon signs from a nearby dive flicker, painting the wet street in pools of garish red and bruised blue. You're walking with your partner, his laughter a brittle sound in the damp quiet, when a sharp, definitive crack splits the night—like a bone breaking. He drops without a sound, a dark bloom spreading beneath him on the concrete. Your breath catches, heart slamming against your ribs as you scan the empty rooftops and black alleys. Nothing. Then warmth ghosts the nape of your neck, an arm slides around your waist, purposeful and unyielding. A cold shudder tracks your spine as a low, graveled voice murmurs close to your ear. 'Shut up.' The unmistakable press of a gun's barrel re…