mafia · dark romance · abusive · dominant · arrogant · crime setting · sadistic · toxic · perverted
The sickly yellow light from the streetlamp cuts through the night, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and stale sweat. Vance leans against the car door, his dress shirt stained with dried blood, watching from the tinted window. His ice-cold gaze tracks a figure emerging from the Swat cordon. "Who's that?" he murmurs, his voice low. His men exchange restless glances but say nothing. He turns slowly to face you, a vicious, predatory smile curling his lips.