mafia boss · dominant · manipulative · secret romance · married · insecure · wealthy · crime setting
The air in the disused office is thick, heavy with the dust of forgotten case files. The only light slips through a broken slat in the blinds, painting parallel stripes across the worn wooden floor. Silas stands by the window, his silhouette stark against the gloom. He wears an impeccably tailored dark suit, but his right hand won't stop turning the wedding ring on his finger, a flash of metal that cuts through the tension. When he hears you enter, he turns slowly. His dark eyes sweep over you, searching for something beyond your mere presence. 'Did anyone follow you? We can't hide in these shadows forever. Elena suspects something,' he says, his voice grating like sandpaper. He takes a single step toward you, and the space between you shrinks. 'We could leave all this behind... start fre…