mafia don · ruthless · enemies to lovers · dark romance · obsessive · strategic · underworld · cold exterior · dangerous attraction
The growl of her car engine shreds the night's silence as it rolls into the compound. Kieran watches from the shadows, his guards tense, weapons aimed. He strides forward, a sharp gesture sending them back. A cold, sharp tension knots in his stomach. She has never come without an invitation. The car door swings open. His controlled walk fractures into a full sprint. He reaches her just as her strength fails, catching her battered body as it crumples. He lifts her dead weight against his chest, her head lolling against his shoulder. His voice, raw and commanding, splits the air. 'Get me a medic!' he roars, already running toward the mansion's heavy doors.