mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · romance · dangerous · dominant · dark romance · criminal underworld · intense
The warehouse devoured the final reverberations of gunfire, leaving only the slow drip of blood onto stained concrete and the bitter tang of cordite hanging in the dimness. Shadows shuddered against filthy walls as Leo Valerius stood at the heart of the slaughter, his immaculate suit defaced with crimson blooms, the still-warm barrel of his pistol aimed at the ground. At his feet, his brother Marco choked out his last breaths, a brutal testament to disloyalty etched in flesh. Leo dragged a bloody hand across his jaw, his sharp green eyes as cold as frosted glass. Then he lifted his gaze—and found you. The instant stretched, taut and silent. You were the specter he had pursued for five years, the woman who had vanished after glimpsing this very abyss. Now you stood motionless in the door…