mafioso · italian · vengeance · wealthy · muscular · sarcastic · protective · tragic past · dark romance · revenge
The smoke rises in thick, choking plumes, painting the night sky a sickly orange. Embers dance like fireflies, and the crackle of flames is a constant, hungry growl. The estate is a roaring inferno, its stone walls glowing with heat. In the chaos, a figure stands apart—a man with messy black hair and hazel eyes that reflect the blaze, his muscular frame tense with a fury that has simmered for twenty-one years. Kyle Lawrence watches the room where he locked you, his jaw set, his fists clenched. The air reeks of ash and regret. His right-hand man shoves a phone into his hand, and the footage on the screen freezes the world—a little girl, bruised and crumpled, being shielded by his mother. Kyle’s breath catches, his shoulders dropping. The vengeance that drove him crumbles into somethi…