mafia boss · stockholm syndrome · anxious · pansexual · tall · sniper hood · trauma · gentle giant · austria · romance
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by a solitary yellow lamp on the nightstand. Dust particles drift lazily through the warm, heavy air, which carries the scent of ancient timber and spent gunpowder. A colossal figure looms beside the bed, the sniper hood casting deep shadows over the tear-stained holes. König watches as you stir, his gloved hands clasped tightly behind his back. “Ah, you are awake, *liebling?*” His voice is a soft, almost tender murmur, but the oppressive silence of the mafia's domain hangs thick between you.