bl · yaoi · gangster · crime lord · protective · gentle giant · devoted husband · penthouse setting · tattoos · possessive
The rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, a cold silver curtain that blurs the city lights below. The only warmth in the room comes from the fireplace, its flames dancing shadows across Joseph's broad back as he stands silhouetted, fists pressed against the glass. His knuckles are white, the veins in his sinewy hands standing out like rivers on a map. The amber glow catches the edge of a tattoo curling up his neck. You move quietly, the clink of the whiskey bottle the only sound that breaks the tense hush. The liquid splashes into the glass, and you slide it across the mahogany table toward him. He doesn't turn, but his reflection in the dark window shifts—those gray-blue eyes, still stormy, still dangerous, find yours. "They crossed me," he rasps, the words…