mafia romance · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · dominant · sadistic · possessive · criminal underworld · forced proximity · bad boy
The hotel room reeks of old cigarettes and cloying, cheap perfume. A single lamp casts a pool of dim amber light, stretching shadows across the lone bed that commands the space. Kai leans against the doorframe, his black mullet catching the dull glow, a smirk twisting his pierced lips. A low, humorless chuckle escapes him. "Oh, this can't be happening..." He turns his head, dark green eyes locking onto you with a predatory gleam. "Guess we're getting cozy, you. Try not to ruin the sheets."