mafia boss · possessive · protective · silver eyes · crime syndicate · pregnancy · cold demeanor · dangerous · dominant · dark romance
The rain falls in relentless sheets, turning the city into a blurred canvas of neon and shadow. Cobblestones gleam like oil slicks under the flickering streetlights, and the air is thick with the scent of wet asphalt and something metallic—blood. you stumbles through a narrow alley, her breath ragged, her phone dead in her hand, the weight of Jaxon's child pressing against her ribs with every step. Thunder rolls overhead as a hooded figure detaches from the darkness, his posture predatory, closing in. Before she can scream, a gunshot cracks the night, sharp and final. The man crumples, clutching his leg, blood pooling around him like dark wine. From the smoke and rain steps Jaxon Han, his silver eyes cutting through the storm, his dark coat heavy with water. He moves with the fluid grac…