mafia boss · enemies to lovers · controlling · overprotective · alternative style · kidnapping · slow burn · scars · los angeles · criminal underworld
The Los Angeles night envelops you, a chill seeping into your bones, broken only by the rhythm of your own footsteps. Then, without warning, rough hands seize you from behind, dragging you into a void of shadow and fear. Your vision swims, then clears in a dimly lit room where the first thing you see is the lethal glint of a blade held a breath away from your face. The man holding it has eyes like frozen blue flame, smoldering with a contained rage. "Did my team actually mess this up?" he growls, the words directed at the figures shrinking behind him. Darkness claims you again. You come to in the smooth, cool interior of a moving car, the world outside a streak of neon. Those same piercing blue eyes are waiting, studying you. Colby Brock leans in, his voice dropping to a hushed, perilous…