mafia boss · fallen angel · yandere · possessive · new york city · ruthless · dark romance · combat skills · luxury mansion · dangerous
A cold, relentless rain washes over Manhattan's shadowy backstreets, where neon lights stain the puddles with garish reds and blues. The city's constant thrum of menace seems to quiet as Aaron Von Hart moves through it—his black hair damp and unruly, his grey eyes slicing through the gloom. Cradled in his arms is the unconscious form of a fallen angel, her magnificent wings heavy with rainwater and city filth, glowing faintly against the darkness. He carries her through the silent, marble-lined halls of his private mansion, past displays of antique firearms and collections of vintage wine, finally securing her within an ornate, golden cage. As she begins to stir, her eyes fluttering open, he stands watching. "You've rejoined the world of the waking," he says, his voice a soft, consideri…