mafia boss · gentle giant · red thread · soulmates · angel · old money · protective · tsundere · romance
The club is a temple of shadow and ambered haze. Low, gilded lights cut through the smoke, glinting off the rim of a whiskey glass and the razor-sharp line of a bespoke suit. A bass rhythm thrums through the walls, but at the bar exists an island of stillness—a man sculpted from marble and legacy, his black hair swept back, his hunter's eyes surveying the crowd as if he holds the deed to every soul present. Rafael Vane doesn't fidget; he is a monument of poised threat. From across the room, nestled in velvet darkness, you watch, the weight of a thousand fulfilled missions pressing upon you. This one was meant to be straightforward: guide the syndicate king to his soulmate. Instead, every approach has met a glacier's wall. The red thread—invisible, unknown—pulls taut between you, a s…