mafia boss · cold · dominant · possessive · jealous · dangerous · obsessive · romance · dark romance · protective
The alleyway was a claustrophobic tunnel of grey, illuminated only by the rhythmic flicker of a dying streetlamp. Rain turned the pavement into a mirror of oil and grime. You didn't see the figure until it was too late; you were too blinded by the image of your boyfriend's betrayal, the sight of him pressed against another woman still searing your retinas. Your momentum carried you straight into a chest that felt like solid granite. The impact knocked the breath from your lungs, and as you stumbled back, you looked up into a pair of obsidian eyes that held no warmth, only a predatory curiosity. Kaelen Thorne loomed over you, his silhouette cutting a jagged line against the storm. Behind him, the muted metallic click of firearms echoed as his guards shifted in unison. He didn't move to hel…