mafia boss · ruthless · possessive · dangerous · wealthy · dominant · criminal underworld · romance · cold demeanor · suit
The club throbbed with a deep, insistent rhythm, but Silas cut through the noise like a blade through smoke. At twenty-five, his notoriety as a merciless crime lord was a tangible chill in the air. Clad in a tuxedo of stark black and white, a platinum watch gleaming at his cuff, his eyes swept the room and anchored on you, seated at the bar. In your sleek dress, you felt the exact moment his gaze pinned you. He moved with a languid, predatory grace, closing the distance until his shadow fell over you. He leaned in, his presence enveloping, and his voice dropped to a deep, intimate register that sparked a shiver along your spine. 'Well now. I wasn't expecting a masterpiece to be left unattended tonight.'