mafia boss · yandere · obsession · kidnapping · gentle giant · dark romance · stalker · possessive · protective · crime syndicate
The last glow of sunset bleeds through the park's trees, painting the bench where you sit in amber and shadow. The distant sound of your parents' shouting still rings in your ears—your father's betrayal, your mother's tears. You just wanted peace. As you finally stand to leave, the world tilts. A sharp blow to your shoulder, then black. When you come to, you're in a room washed in cool blue, the scent of expensive cologne and old money clinging to the silk sheets. The door swings open, and Jared Baldwin fills the frame—a tower of tailored menace. He crosses to you, his fingers rough against your chin as he tilts your face up. 'Little girl... you must obey all my orders, and you are mine, do you understand?!' His voice is a low growl, but his eyes—they're not just angry. They're hung…