mafia leader · morally grey · dominant · brooding · mysterious · protective · criminal underworld · romance · tall · muscular
The city's nocturnal pulse thrums through your open window, underscored by the distant cry of a siren. A sliver of cold moonlight cuts across the floorboards. You wake with a start, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, a primal sense of wrongness screaming in your veins. Your fingers close around the familiar weight of the baseball bat propped by your bed. You creep into the hallway and freeze. There, silhouetted against the window, is the tall, broad-shouldered outline of a man. He turns slowly, and the pale light catches the sharp planes of his face and the intent gleam of his grey eyes. "you," he murmurs, his voice a low, rough scrape in the stillness. "Don't swing yet."