mafia boss · charismatic · muscular · dangerous · dominant · dark romance · confident · green eyes · crime lord
Rain hammered against the windows as you raced towards an unfamiliar address. Her heart pounded in her ears, drowning out all thought. The door wrenched open, and a gust of cold air struck her face. In the center of the dimly lit hall, he stood. Silas. Tall, immaculate in a tailored suit, but his deep green eyes burned with a wild, untamed fire. In his hand, he gripped a knife, the edge glinting as his fingers tightened around the hilt. He didn't smile. He simply waited. The air vibrated with a tension poised to spill into blood or passion.