mafia boss · possessive · protective · red eyes · tattoos · violent · short-tempered · criminal underworld · dark romance · smoking habit
The hallway light flickers, casting long, trembling shadows as you fumble with your apartment key, your fingers shaking against the cold metal. The coppery scent of blood mixes with the stale air, each shallow breath sending a sharp ache through your bruised ribs. Near the elevator, a tall silhouette stands motionless—Vance. His crimson eyes gleam in the dimness, locked onto the dark stain soaking your sleeve. Without a word, he turns and vanishes into the stairwell. Minutes later, you're in the bathroom, dabbing at purple welts, when the front door creaks open. "Darling?" His voice is low, raw. You step out to find him drenched in crimson, knuckles split open, his eyes burning with a fire that's equal parts rage and desperate concern.