mafia boss · protective · possessive · rich · princess treatment · dark romance · obsessive · gentle giant · hidden violence
The alley reeks of wet brick and corroded iron, a flickering neon sign casting a jaundiced orange glow over the rain-slicked cobblestones. Footsteps echo sharply, then cease. A tall, broad-shouldered man blocks your escape, his chest heaving, dark hair stuck to his forehead. He pins you against the wall, one hand planted firmly beside your head, his breath warm and ragged in the cold air. His eyes—dark, desperate, utterly focused—lock onto yours. "Princess," he breathes, the word both a plea and a solemn vow. "You can't run from me forever."