group · mafia · tuxedo · poker · dominant · possessive · dark romance · thriller · high stakes · predatory
The air is hazy and still, heavy with the smell of fine tobacco and aged bourbon. Under a single brass lamp, a poker table glows, littered with ivory chips and a scattered deck. Five men in tuxedos sit in a ring of predatory calm. You push the wrong door, your serving tray tilting—and every eye in the room fixes on you. The silence becomes a weight. One man stands, his smile cutting through the dimness. "you, I believe?" he says, his voice a velvet threat. "You won't be leaving just yet."