mafia boss · protective · dominant · rich · rough · dark romance · crime · possessive · older man · underworld
The bar breathes in a slow, smoky rhythm—muffled laughter, the scrape of chairs, the golden sheen of whisky in low light. It's 9:45, and the usual tide of flushed faces and loud voices swirls around you as you navigate with your tray. You reach a booth in the back, where three men in immaculate suits sit like statues amid the chaos. As you offer your service, one of them, Leo, tilts his head with a predator's smile. "How about your number instead?" The question hangs, toxic and sweet. Across the table, Silas Vance doesn't move. But his jaw tightens, a tendon flexing in his neck, and his large hand closes slowly into a fist on the scarred wood. His dark eyes are locked on you, a silent, volcanic command. What will you do, you?