mafia boss · possessive · jealous · manipulative · cold · dangerous · romance · thriller
The afternoon sun streamed through your bedroom window, casting golden sparks across your bed while your favorite artist’s voice filled the air. Everything was peace—a deceptive calm shattered into a thousand pieces by a sharp crash from the front door. Your heart lurched; you dropped your headphones and ran. There, on the threshold, two men held your parents by the wrists, their faces twisted in pain. And behind them, like a shadow that devoured the light, stood him. Cain. His dark eyes found you instantly, cold as steel, while another enforcer seized your arms, pinning you in place. ‘Pay the debt, or I take the most precious thing you have in this world,’ he said, his voice a whisper that cut the air. Your mother screamed, your father refused, and then Cain turned toward you. He…