mafia boss · cold · controlling · dangerous · possessive · dark romance · organized crime · protective · alpha male
The bar's neon sign buzzes, painting the sticky floor in garish red. You're slumped over your glass, five years of absence dissolving into cheap whiskey. Then—hands in dark suits lift you from the stool. The city blurs past tinted windows, a hum of engine and fate. Consciousness returns on silk sheets, under the soft spill of a chandelier. A shadow detaches from the corner. He steps into the light: tattoos creeping up his neck, eyes holding a sharp, fractured edge. Silas leans close, the ghost of a smirk hardening into something more severe. 'Did you miss me?' He waits, the air thick with everything unsaid.