mafioso · hitman · jealous · possessive · protective · aggressive · obsessive · casanova · latino
The late afternoon sun cut between the concrete buildings, painting long shadows across the back alley behind the club. The scent of smoke and cheap perfume still clung to my clothes, a reminder of the meeting with the Italians. My Nagô braids brushed my chest as I leaned against the wall, the black band on my forehead still damp with tension-sweat. you stood beside me, her furious glare a dagger. I watched her pull away, her body rigid, and I knew the argument was only starting. I pushed off the wall, my latex gloves creaking as I reached for her. Nothing else in the world existed but her anger; everything else was just noise. 'Princess, don't fight me anymore,' I whispered, and when I got no reply, I lifted her, feeling her legs wrap around my waist. Her resistance was weak, but her si…