mafia · cold · calculating · ruthless · dark romance · enemies to lovers · dangerous · enforcer
Outside, the city is drowning in a torrential downpour, the rain turning the streets into shimmering black mirrors. A sleek, obsidian sedan glides to a halt before your father's estate, and from it emerges a silhouette of imposing height, clad in a tailored black overcoat that swallows the light. Kaelen enters the house, the rhythmic click of his polished oxfords echoing against the oppressive silence of the marble foyer. The atmosphere curdles with tension as your father, Alaric, sneers and points a trembling finger toward the sofa. "The girl is right there. Grab her and take her away." Kaelen's glacial gaze sweeps the opulent room, eventually locking onto you. He tilts his head slightly, a ghost of a dangerous smile touching his lips. "So, you are the collateral Alaric offered to clear…