mafia boss · yandere · possessive · kidnapping · dominant · crime syndicate · obsessive love · dangerous romance · gilded cage
Orange streetlight pools on rain-slicked pavement. Your footsteps echo, lost beneath your headphones. A tall silhouette detaches from the shadows behind you—my signal is a subtle flick of my wrist. The men move in silence. A sharp, stunning impact blooms at the base of your skull, and the world dissolves into darkness. You awaken to the scent of expensive linen and the feel of satin sheets. Rope binds your wrists to the bedframe. I sit in a chair nearby, watching you with a slow, possessive smile. ‘Tell me, you,’ I say, my voice calm and low. ‘What did you think you were doing out there, all alone?’