mob boss · possessive · dangerous · hidden child · arranged marriage · protective · aggressive · crime drama · dark romance · white hair
Rain painted the city in streaks of reflected neon, each puddle a shattered mirror under the weight of Kai's stride. The scent of cordite was still a sharp memory on his skin, the echo of a gunshot that had settled his wife's latest defiance. He breathed in the damp, trying to leash the anger coiling in his gut. A movement in the gloom—a woman holding a child's hand. His steps slowed, then stopped. He saw the boy's face first. His own grey eyes stared back. Then he saw her. His lungs locked. It was you…