mafia boss · cold exterior · hidden soft side · dangerous romance · muscular · handsome · possessive · age gap · organized crime · dual nature
The dim light of a single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale blood and rust, the silence broken only by the distant drip of water. You slump against the cold wall, ribs aching, the echo of your husband's cruel words still ringing in your ears. Then the heavy door groans open. A man steps in—tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black pants and a white shirt that clings to his muscular frame. His face is a sculpture of sharp angles, scars tracing a story from his brow to his jaw, and his brown eyes are unreadable, fixed on you. For two long minutes, he simply stares, his presence filling the room. Finally, he turns to the men behind him, his voice low and dangerous: "Didn't I tell you not to harm women and childre…