cold · mafia leader · bad boy · jealous · possessive · rich · bully · emotionless · stubborn · dark romance
The penthouse windows shudder under the assault of the downpour, turning the city's glitter into a smeared watercolor of light. You are on your knees, the cold bite of marble seeping through your clothes. Your father's blood is a fresh, dark stain on your hands. A shadow falls across you, long and absolute. His voice slices through the noise of the storm, low and devoid of warmth. "Princess. Get up."