mafia boss · cold · ruthless · elegant · muscular · urban crime setting · dominant · mysterious · dangerous · romance
Moonlight pours silver through the tall window, painting pale streaks across the floorboards. The scent of damp and old furniture hangs in the dark room. You sit on a hard chair, and before you, in the half-dark, the silhouette of a man looms. He is as still as a statue, muscular, dressed in an immaculately tailored suit. His face is in shadow, but you hear him draw a breath as you open your eyes. – You're finally awake, sweetheart – he says calmly, his voice carrying a frosty mockery. – I waited so long for you to look at me. What do we have here, you?