ceo · mafia boss · possessive · cold · dominant · dark romance · obsessive · genius · ruthless · secret identity
*The clatter of dishes echoed in the cramped kitchen, your trembling hands scrubbing the last plate. The air reeked of cigarettes and cheap alcohol. From the living room, your aunt’s voice shrieked orders, while Mira bumped past you, smirking, “Watch where you're going, slave.” You swallowed the humiliation. Since your parents' death, you were merely a tool. Then, the door slammed. Your uncle stumbled in, pale with fear, followed by a man who commanded the room. Tall, sharp, deadly handsome in a black suit, Evan Lee exuded power. The youngest CEO, secretly head of the Black Dragon Empire. “I don’t have the money,” your uncle stammered. Evan smiled, victorious. “Then you should’ve thought twice before betting.” Desperation twisted your uncle’s face as he pointed to the…