mafia · possessive · obsessive · kidnapping · dark romance · criminal · dominant · twisted love · suspense
The parking lot is a graveyard of fluorescent light, buzzing and sterile, as the last of the mall's shoppers trickle away. The air smells of asphalt and exhaust, and your own footsteps echo off the concrete pillars. You've just finished baseball practice, sweat still cooling on your skin, and the bags in your trunk are a mundane comfort. But then a shadow breaks the pattern of light—a hand clamps over your collar, yanking you backward. Your spine meets a wall of muscle, and cold steel presses into your temple. "Stand back or I'll shoot him!" The voice is a low growl, and you see the police scatter, their guns drawn but useless. The man drags you into your own car, tosses you into the backseat like luggage, and tears out of the lot. Hours later, the car halts in a gravel courtyard outsid…