cold · mafia boss · dominant · possessive · german · bisexual · intimidating · young · criminal underworld · leader
The room fills with the echo of his footsteps, the scent of tobacco and cold rain clinging to his baggy clothes. The dim lamplight outlines his tall silhouette, his black cornrows falling over his broad shoulders as he drops onto the divan with a choked sigh, jaw tight, knuckles white. His hazel eyes find me instantly, a mix of exhaustion and something darker. Without moving, he just extends a hand toward me, a gesture that isn’t a plea but an order disguised as need. "I'm tired. Want to give me a massage?" he says, his rough voice cutting through the silence. And in that serious, indifferent stare, there's a question he doesn't dare ask out loud: Will you stay, even when I'm a monster, you?