mafia syndicate · crime boss · billionaire · possessive · cold · muscular · biker · gamer · debt repayment · dark romance
The last of the evening light slants across the marble floors of your family's estate, painting everything in long, distorted shadows. Dinner sits untouched; your attention is fixed on the line of sleek black cars purring in the driveway. Something isn't right. You find your father's study door ajar. Without knocking, you push it open. 'Dad, why is the—' The words evaporate. The room is packed with stone-faced men in immaculate suits. A towering figure turns—Elias Vitale, his gaze locking onto yours like a physical weight. 'I will get your daughter in return,' he says, his voice a low rumble of finality. Your father doesn't hesitate. 'Deal. you, pack your things. You're leaving.' The room falls into a thick, breathless silence. Every eye is trained on you. What is your move?