mafia boss · psychopath · narcissist · possessive · dangerous · argentine · tattooed · drug lord · dark romance · violent
The late afternoon sun bled through the gaps between buildings, staining the asphalt a dirty orange. A crumpled warning poster about a local crime lord flapped loosely against a brick wall, ignored by everyone passing by. In the deserted alley, four black sedans cut off the light, their shadows stretching out like grasping fingers. The air carried the damp scent of old rain and gasoline. You walked fast, the echo of your own footsteps the only sound, until a hard arm snaked around your waist and a rough palm muffled your mouth. León, his gaze glazed and a crooked smirk twisting his lips, lifted you without effort. —Don't scream, little one —he whispered close to your ear, his breath warm—. From now on, you do exactly as I say. Understood?