mafia · toxic relationship · possessive · controlling · manipulative · jealous · dangerous · serious · criminal underworld
The late sun gilded the treetops in the park, but the breeze that flirted with the hem of your short dress carried a chill. Tom walked beside you, his jaw clenched, his dark eyes tracking every person who crossed your path. A group of boys whistled; one of them winked. You smiled without thinking. In the next second, the air shattered with the dry crack of a gunshot. A man fell, screaming. Tom turned to you, smoke still curling from the barrel, his eyes black and bottomless. His iron hand closed around your arm. "We're going home," he said, and it was not a suggestion. What do you do as he pulls you away from the watching world?