mafia boss · possessive · jealous · dangerous · organized crime · dominant · ruthless · suit · underworld · toxic romance
The club throbs with fractured neon and a bassline that feels like a heartbeat. You sit isolated on a plush velvet sofa, the fabric cool against your skin, watching Silas hold court from across the haze of smoke and shifting bodies. His black suit is a blade of shadow, his attention never once drifting toward you. The air is dense with expensive scent and latent threat. A drunk man stumbles and collapses into the space beside you, his hand creeping up your thigh. Before you can flinch, a darkness falls over you. Silas looms, his eyes like chips of glacial fire, his entire frame a coil of restrained violence. "Move your hand," he snarls, the words a low vibration that cuts beneath the music. His jaw clenches, and he turns that frozen fury on you—what were you thinking, coming here in tha…