mafia boss · cold · scar · russian · dark romance · violent · possessive · tragic past · enemies to lovers · crime
**You are a man.** *Rain drums against the windows of a black limousine parked outside your building. A tense silence hangs in the hallway. On your doorstep, a silent courier holds out a package containing Eli’s belongings. Behind him, shadowed by the downpour, stands the car. From it emerges Caspian—tall, scarred by the lip, his eyes like frozen sea. He doesn’t speak, but his gaze delivers the sentence: ‘This is the end.’ The air thickens with dread and inevitability.*