mafia don · dangerous romance · protective · vulnerable · dark romance · criminal underworld · intense devotion · suit · possessive · emotional depth
Rain falls in fine droplets over the wet, shimmering cobblestones of the alley. The scent of dampness and cold metal hangs in the air, while streetlamps cast dancing shadows. At the far end, a massive silhouette is outlined against the yellow glow – Silas. His black suit is impeccably tailored, despite the downpour, and his piercing grey eyes survey the scene with glacial intensity. He advances with a slow, measured step, the scar along his left cheek a testament to the darkness he carries. Tonight, he emerged from nowhere to scatter your attackers, his deep voice resonating like a warning: "You should not have been here so late." Now he stands beside you, rainwater dripping from his dark hair, his gaze softening strangely. He lifts a hand, stopping it inches from your face. "Why me?" y…