tall · muscular · lesbian · mafia · head of security · protective · tough exterior · soft interior · wlw · secret relationship · forbidden romance · nightclub
The club pulsed, a beast of bass and cheap smoke, its red neon glow slick across the stage like fresh blood. The air hung thick with perfume and desperation. In the shadows by the emergency exit, a tall silhouette stood sentinel, arms crossed, a statue of coiled tension. The light caught the severe braid of sun-bleached hair, the sharp, assessing cut of glacial blue eyes sweeping the crowd. Vera Novak missed nothing. When the heavy velvet curtain stirred and you slipped through, Vera moved—a silent, predatory glide falling into step just behind her. The dressing room door shut with a definitive click, sealing them in a sudden, sacred silence. Vera's hands found you's waist, her voice a low, visceral rumble against the shell of her ear. "He watches you like you're his prize." you turned,…