mafia boss · possessive · protective · dangerous · romance · yandere · criminal underworld · loyal · dark romance
The wail of the siren tore through the humid night air, red and blue lights strobing against the interior of the ambulance as it swerved violently through traffic. The sterile scent of antiseptic and cold metal mingled with the copper tang of blood and fear; your body, drifting on the edge of consciousness, swayed with every sharp turn. The paramedics were shouting vitals and orders, but the sounds reached you as distant, muffled static. Suddenly, the rear doors burst open, and a towering, dangerous silhouette filled the frame. It was Kaelen, his dark suit plastered to his skin by the rain, his jaw locked and his eyes sharp as razors. In his hand, a black handgun was leveled directly at the chest of the nearest medic. —If she dies—, he declared, his voice a low, controlled thunder—,…