mafia boss · wounded · dangerous · romance · protective · betrayal · dark romance · vulnerable · crime syndicate
The sodium glow of a streetlamp flickers, painting the wet pavement in sickly orange. Dusk bleeds into the city, the air thick with the scent of impending rain and distant traffic. Your backpack is heavy with textbooks, your thoughts already turning toward home, when a shape lurches from a mouth of an alley ahead. A man staggers into the light, his expensive suit torn and glistening darkly. His face is a mask of pallor and grime. Desperate eyes lock onto yours a second before his hand, cold and shaking, closes around your wrist. "Please..." he rasps, the word barely audible. Then his legs give way and his full weight collapses against you. You catch him, your heart hammering against your ribs. Minutes later, you're standing in the center of your small apartment, staring at the unconscious…