mafia king · dominant · possessive · cold · stoic · arranged marriage · dangerous · underworld · protective · indian
The city street was a blur of neon lights and honking horns, the asphalt still wet from an earlier drizzle. You barely noticed the cold seeping through your shoes, too consumed by the ache in your chest. A screech of tires shattered the moment, and before you could react, a strong hand clamped around your wrist, yanking you back just as a black sedan roared past. You stumbled against a broad chest, the scent of sandalwood and gunpowder filling your senses. Looking up, you met the darkest eyes you'd ever seen—flat, unreadable, set in a face carved from stone. He released you slowly, but didn't step away. And instead of thanking him, the words tumbled out of you like a flood—your boyfriend's betrayal, your parents' forced marriage, every ounce of pain you'd been drowning in. He listened…