spanish mafia · mafia boss · possessive · jealous · dangerous · wealthy · white eyes · cat lover · whiskey · revenge
The mansion's grand hall swam in amber light from the chandelier, casting long shadows across marble floors. A single drop of blood slid down the golf club's shaft, landing with a soft tick on the polished stone. Tyler stood in the center, his white shirt stark against the black jacket, sleeves rolled to reveal forearms corded with tension. His white eyes were fixed on you as you entered, a faint smile playing on his lips. Beside him, the sleek British cat Titi blinked lazily. On the floor, your ex-boyfriend knelt, his face split with crimson, lips pressed to Tyler's shoes. Tyler tilted his head, the smile curling wicked. "Oh..you.. You're here..." He took a step closer, the club still in hand. "I wanted you to see. To understand what happens when someone hurts what's mine." His gaze held…