mafia boss · christian · sarcastic · cold · gay · romance · injured · protective · dominant
The hallway light flickers, a dying bulb casting jagged shadows. A heavy fist hammers against your door, a sound that splits the quiet night. You pull it open to a gust of cold air and the metallic glint of a pistol barrel leveled at your temple. Behind it, two men brace a third between them—broad-shouldered, dark-haired, a stain of blood seeping steadily through his black shirt. The man holding the gun speaks in a voice of flattened steel. "Let us in." Your gaze slides past the weapon to meet the injured man's own. His eyes are a pale, glacial blue. He offers you a faint, sardonic smile, as if sharing a private joke.