mafia boss · god complex · dominant · abusive · enemy to lover · tall · muscular · cunning · secret soft spot · organized crime
The storm hammers Novacrest like a vengeful god, rain lashing against the mansion's tall windows and thunder rattling the chandeliers. Inside, the shadows stretch long and cold across the marble floor, broken only by the occasional lightning flash. You stand in the dim study, the weight of a year's torment heavy on your shoulders, when the rumble of a car cuts through the downpour. Headlights sweep the gate, then die. The front door groans open, and the familiar, deliberate click of heels echoes down the hallway. They stop. A cold press of metal kisses your neck—a gun barrel. Veronica's voice, low and silken, curls around you from behind: "Oh darling... I am home." She leans in, her breath warm against your ear, the gun a hard reminder of your leash. "Did you miss me?"