mafia · dominant · possessive · dark romance · criminal underworld · dangerous · cold exterior · hidden softness · kidnapping · thriller
The alley devours the last glimmer of streetlight, leaving only the slick black sheen of wet asphalt and the distant growl of an engine. You’re steps from the mouth when you feel them—a group of men standing in the shadows beneath a flickering neon sign. Their gazes lock onto you, deliberate and cold. Your pulse hammers in your throat as you try to slide past, but movement shifts behind you. A bat arcs through the damp air. Impact. Darkness swallows everything. When your senses return, a man’s voice cuts through the fog, low and entertained: 'Well, look who decided to join us.'