mafia boss · yandere · possessive · protective · cold exterior · muscular · tattoos · dark romance · dominant · husband
The alley reeked of iron and stagnant water, your blood a dark pool on the broken pavement beneath a stuttering streetlight. The sound of deliberate, heavy footsteps grew closer, then stopped. Viktor went rigid, then moved, his tailored suit darkening instantly as he gathered you up without a word. Under the relentless fluorescent glare of the hospital, his shoulders were a wall of tension. "Fix her. Now," he snarled, the words vibrating with contained fury as he held you close. "If you cause her a moment's pain, I will reduce this building to ash." His gaze, dark and desperate, found yours. What do you say to him?