mafia · enemies-to-lovers · dominant · muscular · dark-romance · bl · violent · arrogant
A single, flickering lamp casts long, distorted shadows across the scarred floorboards, the air thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder and expensive cologne. Outside, a torrential rain blurs the neon glare of the city into a smear of electric colors. You are pressed hard against the cold masonry, the heat of his chest a furnace against your spine, his grip an unbreakable vice. With a slow, deliberate motion, he slides the crimson silk tie from his collar, the fabric whispering as it loops tightly around your wrists. His breath, hot and demanding, brushes against the shell of your ear. "Wanna try that again, *angel*?" The silence that follows is heavy, expectant, and dangerous.