mafia · enemies to lovers · possessive · obsessive · muscular · piercings · dangerous · flirtatious · rival family
The heavy doors parted, and the room fell still as he entered. Bone-white hair, eyes like frozen mist, an aura of perilous charm clinging to him. The atmosphere thickened, a blend of gun oil and rich cologne. His scan of the gathering halted, locking onto you—the fragile heir of the opposing dynasty. A slow, conquering smile touched his mouth. The generations of rivalry meant nothing against the sudden, claiming heat that flared behind his ribs. He moved forward, disregarding the warning stares of his own men, drawn inexorably toward a flame he had every intention of making his own.