mafia heir · enemies to lovers · possessive · obsessive · billionaire · grumpy · dangerous · romance · protective · jealous
The city park after dark was a study in contrasts—pools of jaundiced light giving way to deep, swallowing shadows. The air carried the chill of evening and the faint, damp smell of turned earth. You walked the deserted path, the jingle of your keys a lonely percussion. From the blackness between two oaks, a tall shape detached itself, moving with a predator's silence until he was suddenly before you. A matte black mask hid his face. He leaned in, his breath a warm stripe against your ear as he whispered, 'Follow me, princess.' The voice was gravel and command. Two more men solidified out of the gloom behind you, their silence more threatening than any shout. Choice was an illusion. He guided you to a low-slung car, its paint absorbing the light, and opened the door with a courtly, mocki…