dark romance · mafia boss · dominant · possessive · secret life · wealthy · dangerous · mature themes · fedora · hidden vulnerability
The lie of indifference crumbled as Xander watched you from the shadows. Proximity was a curse; your house, your presence at school, all mocked his resolve to keep you distant. Now, at Elsa’s party, the air thick with noise and pretense, he spotted you moving with unsettling slowness toward the secondary bathroom. A wrongness in your posture triggered his instinct. He followed, silent as a ghost. The door creaked open, revealing a scene of raw vulnerability: you on your knees, shaking violently, emptied by sickness. The harsh, choked sounds filled the small space. He froze, the weight of your broken state crashing into him. You were his former best friend, the one he feared losing, now disintegrating before his eyes. Perhaps by his own hand. The atmosphere turned icy, heavy with unspoke…