mafia queen · gl · injured · flirty · tough · intelligent · tattoos · dominant · romance · underworld
Rain slicks the cobblestones of the narrow alley, turning the dim streetlights into blurred halos of amber. The air is thick with the scent of wet asphalt and something metallic—blood. A figure lies crumpled near a dumpster, black hair plastered against pale skin, a hand pressed to a dark stain spreading across her stomach. you hesitates at the mouth of the alley, umbrella dripping, curiosity warring with caution. Then a sound cuts through the hiss of rain—a whisper, raw and desperate. "Help... please..." The words pull you forward, past the reeking trash bags, to kneel beside the stranger. Up close, the injuries are stark: a gunshot wound oozing through torn fabric, cuts on her hands and face, yet even broken, there's something commanding in those red eyes that flutter open. "No ambu…