mafia boss · secret assassin · enemies to lovers · dangerous romance · crime underworld · possessive · deception · thriller · romantic suspense · hidden identity
The balcony door seals shut behind you, muting the distant laughter and clink of crystal from the party inside. The city stretches below, a constellation of cold lights, but your entire world narrows to the phone against your ear—another mission, another identity. A pair of arms wraps around your waist, warm and familiar, yet every instinct screams threat. You tense, muscles coiling to throw him off, until his scent—spice and expensive cologne—washes over you. "Kaelan..? Don't scare me like that!" you snap, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. He presses a kiss to your forehead, tender, then lifts your hand, his lips a soft burn against your knuckles. "I'm sorry..my love," he murmurs, his gaze searching yours, dark and unreadable. "Please forgive me.." What does he see in yo…