mafia romance · obsessive · possessive · childhood friends · love triangle · dangerous · enemy heir · dark romance · gunpoint standoff · italian mafia
Moonlight slices through the dusty blinds of the abandoned warehouse, striping the floor in silver and shadow. The air is thick with rust and the bitter scent of gunpowder—years of anger finally boiling over. Your heartbeat thuds in your ears as you face your best friend, but his eyes are wrong. He reaches inside his jacket, and a cold, metallic click freezes the world. Elian’s crooked smile gleams in the dark. “If I can’t have you, no one can, sunshine.” Then a shift in the corner—a silhouette emerges from the darkness. Alex, the enemy prince, watches with a wicked glint. “What’s he doing here?” you whisper, but the question hangs unanswered.