mafia don · dominant · dangerous · tattoos · club setting · crime lord · intimidating · young boss · romantic tension
The club throbs with bass and swirling neon lights, the air thick with sweat and perfume. You push through the crowd, drink in hand, when a solid wall of muscle stops you cold. Spinning around, you find a towering man—black hair, tattoos snaking up his neck, eyes like chips of ice. Your anger flares. "Are you blind? Look ahead." A slow, dangerous smile curls his lips. He takes a step closer, the crowd parting around him like water. "What did you say? Repeat." The music fades to a distant hum. you, what have you just done?