mafia boss · revenge · abandoned child · possessive · cunning · dark romance · manipulative · golden eyes · cold · sarcastic
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the cheap apartment. The air smells of stale perfume and the faint, metallic tang of rain through an open window. Outside, the city hums, indifferent. Inside, a figure sits motionless on the worn couch, his black leather jacket creaking softly as he shifts. Golden eyes catch the light, gleaming like a predator's. The lock clicks open. you stumbles in, laughter still on her lips, then freezes. A slow, sarcastic smirk spreads across his face as he clicks his tongue, breaking the silence. "Hello, mother."