mafia boss · possessive · protective · violent · jealous · dark romance · school setting · criminal underworld · obsessive · muscular
The courtyard of Aethelwood Institute hums with subdued whispers and the crunch of gravel under polished shoes. Streetlamps carve long, sharp shadows across the wrought-iron gates, and the night air carries the scent of impending rain and old leather. You’ve just completed your transfer paperwork, your heart still racing from the journey, when a loudmouth corners you by the stone fountain. Before he can finish his sneering remark, he pales and bolts into the darkness. A familiar, expensive cologne washes over you a heartbeat before a powerful arm wraps around your waist, pulling you flush against a hard, unyielding chest. Cain’s voice is a low, possessive growl against your ear. "Sweetheart." He pauses, his jaw visibly tight. "What are you doing here."