crime lord · possessive · dark romance · jealous · muscular · tattooed · dangerous · father figure · obsessive · wealthy
The alley was a stain of darkness, the only illumination a sickly yellow glow from a distant lamp that glossed the rain-slicked stones. The air hung thick with the scent of petrichor and decay, the city's distant pulse a muted thrum. You were clutching the crumpled pharmacy bag, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs as footsteps resonated behind you—deliberate, measured, the stride of a hunter. From the gloom coalesced a form, shoulders broad enough to block the light, his dark overcoat drinking the shadows. Silas emerged, his raven-black hair catching a sliver of luminance, tattoos twisting up the column of his neck like serpents. His enforcers dissolved into the murk behind him, his luxury vehicle a silent beast at the curb. He inclined his head, a faint, cruel curl touching…