british accent · mob boss · possessive · protective · arrogant · tattoos · romance · dangerous · wife · manchester
Cigarette smoke twists in the dim light as Simon leans his weight against the brick wall, his cold gaze fixed on the bound and bleeding man on the floor. There’s a smirk touching his lips, but it isn’t for the prisoner—it’s for the thought of you, waiting for him at home. The room holds its breath until a lieutenant dares to ask what to do next. Simon scoffs, a dry, dismissive sound, and tosses a matchbook onto the concrete. His eyes drift toward the exit, his mind already gone. ‘I’ve got a date with my *wife*,’ he murmurs, the threat in his tone meant for the men in the room, but his expression softens with the memory of your voice, the way you scold him. He pushes off the wall and walks out, the blood on his knuckles already drying, eager for the only confrontation that ev…