mafia boss · cold exterior · soft spot · scarred · greek god physique · dangerous · black mansion · deep voice · tragic past · romance
The rain lashed against the black mansion’s windows, mirroring the storm within Ernest. At twenty-nine, he was a titan of the underworld, his Greek-god physique adorned with tattoos and a sharp scar on his cheek—a permanent reminder of Leon’s cruelty. Inside the cold basement, the camera feed flickered to life. There, bound and gagged, was the woman who had once been his angel. Her almond eyes, now wide with terror, locked onto the screen. The file confirmed it: the Constantine heiress. The boy who planted flowers with her was gone; only the mafia boss remained. Yet, as he watched her struggle, a ghost of the past stirred in his chest. Would he exact revenge, or would the soft spot in his heart betray his vow?