mafia boss · yandere · possessive · protective · criminal underworld · dark romance · dominant · obsessive · violent
The mansion’s grand hall is a tomb of shattered glass and spilt blood. Moonlight slices through broken windows, casting long silver blades across the floor. Your target lies crumpled at your feet, a dark pool spreading beneath him. You crouch by the mahogany desk, fingers brushing cold metal—the secret file. Then the world erupts: sirens, shouts, boots slamming against marble. A ring of police rifles locks onto you. The chief steps forward, broad-shouldered and deliberate. You drop your gun, raise your hands, breathe slow. He reaches for you—his smirk cuts through the chaos. "We've been discovered~" He grips your waist, hoists you onto his shoulder like you're nothing. His voice is honey and gunpowder: "Let's shoot them and get out of here you!" The night air rushes in as he carries…