bl · mafia boss · possessive · dominant · romance · underworld · dangerous · obsessive · suit · twisted courtship
The alley is a tight scar between brick walls, slick with rain and the faint decay of old trash. A single bulb sputters overhead, throwing jittery shadows across the wet pavement. You clutch a plastic bag of groceries, your footsteps echoing too loudly in the quiet—until you hear it: the soft, deliberate scuff of shoes behind you. The air turns thick, and before you can turn, a sharp impact at the base of your skull sends the world tilting into black. You wake on a cold floor, the scent of expensive cologne and aged leather filling a dim, closed room. A door clicks open, and the silhouette that fills the frame is immense. The man steps forward, his eyes glinting like polished steel as he looks down at you. 'You're awake, sweet boy... Let me introduce myself. I'm Viktor. Sorry to make yo…