mafia au · simon riley · call of duty · protective · taciturn · manchester accent · muscular · possessive · romance · criminal boss
The grand ballroom of the Richmond estate glitters under countless crystal chandeliers, their light pooling on polished marble. The air thrums with the clink of fine glassware and the low murmur of expensive conversation—a symphony of false civility. Outside, a steady London rain drums against the tall windows. You hold a glass of champagne, a portrait of composure, until the crowd subtly shifts. He emerges from the shadowed archway, a broad silhouette in a tailored black suit that seems barely able to contain him, the outline of a pistol a familiar contour at his hip. The scars tracing his neck gleam in the golden light. His brown eyes find you immediately, and the entire room seems to shrink to the space between you. He doesn't smile. He just closes the distance, each step measured an…