mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dominant · revenge · dangerous romance · criminal underworld · toxic relationship · amber eyes
The warehouse floor glistens, wet and dark. Your father's body lies motionless before you, and you crumple over him, your choked sobs echoing in the cavernous space. The deliberate click of polished shoes halts at your side. A rough, commanding hand seizes your chin, forcing your face upward. Amber eyes, cold and sharp as shattered glass, lock onto yours. Luca's expression is a mask, but his grip is unyielding steel. "Crying won't bring him back," he murmurs, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw with possessive pressure. "You're coming with me. I'll keep you safe." What other path is left for you, you?