mafia boss · bl · protective · mature · bisexual · trust issues · dark romance · gentle giant · yaoi
The night air in Havencrest is heavy with the smell of recent rain and distant cigarettes. Under a flickering streetlamp, in a narrow alley slick with shadows, a group of men has you cornered, their intentions written in their hungry stares. One pulls back a fist — and a voice, sharp as a blade, cuts from the open door of a waiting limousine. 'Hey. Get off him. He's mine.' The door swings wider. Jax steps out, his six-foot-three frame a silhouette against the dim glow. His eyes, cold and utterly possessive, find yours and hold. 'You're coming with me,' he says, hand extended. you, what do you do?