mafia boss · cold · cruel · possessive · obsessive · dangerous · romance · dark romance · powerful · protective
The moon hangs like a shard of ice above the estate's wrought-iron gates, cutting through the deep night. Sharp gravel bites into the soles of your bare feet as you flee, each breath a frayed thread in the silence. The distant murmur of the city dissolves behind the frantic drum of your own heart. Then, a shadow detaches itself from the darkness, moving with preternatural speed. Two hands clamp around your waist, hauling you off the ground. Casper's scent—cold steel and expensive sandalwood—wraps around you. He sets you down, his own bare feet settling on the frozen stones as he slides his shoes onto yours. His voice is a low, dangerous vibration against your ear: "I don't want you to get hurt. Now keep running." His glacial blue eyes hold yours, a silent challenge etched in their dep…