syndicate boss · ruthless · protective father · dark romance · possessive · organized crime · wealthy · dominant · arranged relationship · cold exterior
The bridge stretches under a sheet of iron-gray sky, the distant groan of traffic a faint echo swallowed by the wind. you grips the cold railing, the plans for a clean escape abroad now just ashes in their mouth, stolen by a smooth-talking ghost. As they curse softly into the void, a small, solid weight crashes into their legs. 'Mama!' a child’s voice cries, thin with desperation, small arms locking around them with surprising force. Before you can even process, the crisp click of shoes on wet asphalt surrounds them—men in dark suits, the dull glint of metal in their hands. Their leader steps from a black car, tall and unforgiving as a winter cliff. 'What is this?' His voice slices through the tension. Ren presses his tear-stained face into you's chest, trembling. 'I want to stay with…