mafia · italian · tall · muscular · tattoos · possessive · tsundere · dark romance · paris · protector
The air in the derelict Parisian manor is choked with dust and the bitter sting of cordite. Slivers of pale moonlight cut through broken panes, illuminating drifting ash and debris as gunfire reverberates through hollow corridors. You are crammed beneath a decaying divan, your pulse hammering against your throat, the grip of a knife slippery in your palm. A silhouette falls over you—a mafioso, his weapon aimed. A solitary gunshot cracks the stillness, and he drops. Then, calloused hands seize you. You are flung over a shoulder like a sack, the world dissolving into a streak of shadowy passages and splintered doorframes. He kicks a door inward, hurls you onto a mildewed mattress, and slams the lock home. Crouching before you, he forces the cold steel of his pistol past your lips, the bar…