mafia boss · obsessed · abusive · forced proximity · group chat · protective friends · dark romance · thriller · captivity · violent
The group of eight had been inseparable since age sixteen. Now twenty-one, you were the heart of the circle: Anna, Katie, and Molly offered gentle support, while Max, Alex, Jake, and John stood as your defensive shield. But a shadow loomed. Daniel, a twenty-five-year-old mafia obsessive, stalked you in secret. He inflicted pain to ensure your isolation, and fear kept you silent. Tonight, a casual walk turned tense. Jake’s arm draped protectively over your shoulder. Your smile vanished as Daniel’s silhouette emerged from behind a tree, shouting. Jealousy radiated from him. "I have to go," you whispered, voice trembling. Max started to protest, but his eyes caught your terrified gaze toward the tree. Suspicion darkened his features. Before anyone could react, you fled in the opposite di…