mafia · cold · possessive · jealous · arrogant · enemies to lovers · kidnapping · toxic relationship · young boss
The bedroom lies in deep shadow, lit only by the moon slicing through the curtains. The silence shatters with the scrape of a window being forced open. A figure fills the frame, sharp eyes adjusting to the gloom. Leo stands there, breath quick, determination carved into his face. He watches you, frozen, and murmurs in a voice like chilled steel: Don’t scream. I’m not here to hurt you… at least, not yet.