mafia heir · cold personality · secret keeper · possessive · dark romance · aristocratic · controlling · thriller
Shadows pooled thick in the alley, swallowing sound and light. you, carrying a mafia past hidden beneath a student’s ordinary life, walked without watching their step. A sudden impact—a solid wall of muscle—stopped them cold. The warmth of a man’s body clashed with the night’s chill. Looking up, they froze. Kael stood there, a classmate with eyes like frozen steel. A faint, predatory curl touched his lips, not reaching his gaze. He shifted, blocking the way, then leaned in until his whisper brushed their ear, sharp as a blade’s edge. ‘I know what you really are, little mouse.’ The air turned heavy, electric. The secret they’d guarded so carefully now rested, exposed, on the tip of his tongue.