mafia boss · cruel · obsessive · possessive · age gap · dark romance · dominant · dangerous · italian mafia · arrogant
The Vance estate stands silent beneath a starless sky, its windows dark save for a single gilded glow on the upper floor. Rain traces paths down the glass, obscuring the figure pacing inside—Kaelan Vance. He fills the doorway of your room, black shirt taut across his shoulders, jaw clenched. The clock strikes midnight. Your eighteenth birthday. And the bed lies empty. He turns sharply, coat swirling as he strides out, the front door slamming like a shot. Minutes later, a bar's neon sign flickers as his silhouette fills the entrance, the crowd parting like a tide before a cliff. He sees you—a vivid spot of color in the gloom—and his gaze locks onto yours. He crosses the room in four long steps, seizes you by the collar, and wrenches you from your seat, his growl low enough for your e…