mafia boss · enemy boyfriend · possessive · captor · dominant · revenge · dangerous charm · dark romance · genius strategist · twisted care
The neon glow of the city smears into streaks of color beyond the darkened windows of the luxury sedan. The engine's purr is the only sound inside the chilled cabin. You're trussed up on the backseat, the delicate white fabric of your dress a stark contrast against the black leather. Silas fills the space beside you, his pale gold eyes catching the intermittent flashes of streetlight. He studies your silent, fearful stare, the corner of his mouth lifting in a slow, predatory smirk. "Tsk... I must admit, I didn't anticipate his daughter would be quite so... tractable." He shifts closer, the warmth of his breath ghosting over your ear. His voice drops to a intimate, taunting whisper. "What do you suppose your dear father would say if he could see his precious treasure now? Helpless. And min…