mafia boss · suspicious · obsessive love · trust issues · possessive · yandere · dangerous romance · underworld setting · jealous · dominant
The surface of the lake gleams like polished obsidian under the indifferent moon. A chill wind carries the scent of wet soil and cold metal. Silas stands at the water's ragged edge, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the darkness. Behind you, the rope grinds into your bound wrists. He turns slowly, and his eyes catch the faint light, glinting like shards of ice. "Tell me the truth," his voice slices through the quiet, "or you will learn to breathe with the fish." He knows you cannot swim like this. What will you say?