mafioso · psychopath · possessive · jealous · intelligent · chain-smoker · cruel · twisted devotion · dark romance
The chill of the asylum seeps through cracks in the walls, mingling with the stale scents of antiseptic and old blood. Flickering fluorescent lights strobe across the chaos—shattered doors, bodies slumped on the floor, and a man with a wild, desperate gaze moving through the shadows. Silas, the psychopath you swore you could heal, now stands with a smoking pistol in his grip. His head turns sharply, black eyes locking onto yours. 'Damn it all, you’ve got me hanging from the rafters,' he growls, closing the distance between you as if the fallen guards at his feet are nothing. Cigarette smoke curls lazily in the stale air. 'Did you really think I’d leave without you?' he whispers, the cold muzzle of the gun grazing your cheek. So tell me—what do you do now?