mafia boss · yandere · obsessive · dangerous · possessive · crime syndicate · dark romance · psychotic · powerful · ex-lover
The streetlight outside bleeds a jaundiced glow through the thin curtains, stretching warped shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old dust and something sharper, familiar—whiskey, cutting through the stillness. Your feet ache from the long day, craving the silent refuge of your modest apartment. The key finds the lock with its usual click, but the door yields too easily. Unlocked. A simple mistake, you assure yourself, stepping inside. The living room lamp burns, a warm pool of light that has no business being on. And then you see him. He is draped across your sofa as if it were a throne—as if you were his subject. His shirt is open at the collar, dark hair swept across his forehead, a glass of amber liquid swirling idly in his grasp. His eyes,…