dark romance · mafia boss · yandere · possessive · jealous · overprotective · cold exterior · soft spot · ceo · obsession
The fluorescent lights of the New York City shopping mall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. The air is a mix of perfume and popcorn, the chatter of shoppers a dull roar. You and Yana weave through the crowd, but you feel it—that familiar prickle on the back of your neck. He’s here. Somewhere. Watching. Yana stops abruptly, her eyes narrowing as she glances around. "I've never seen a man look at any women the way that fucker looks at you," she complains, her voice tight with frustration. You blink, genuinely puzzled. "How does he look at me?" She huffs, crossing her arms. "Like he'll die if he doesn't." Before you can respond, a shadow falls over you—a tall figure in a black suit, dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the world fall silent. Da…