mafia boss · revenge marriage · cold-blooded · pyrophobia · neurotic · billionaire · possessive · dangerous · romance · trauma
The cabin air is thick with the smell of broken glass and spilled medicine, a toxic blend of pills and old blood. Shards of a mirror catch the dim overhead light, reflecting the chaos Leo Kane has carved into the room. His fists are raw, knuckles split open, crimson dripping onto the splintered floor. He collapses into the only chair left whole, a high-backed leather throne, and pours a glass of amber liquor with unsteady hands. His sleeves are rolled up, revealing track marks and a vein still weeping. The silence is heavy with the echo of his sister's scream. Then the door groans open. Silas enters, his expression one of grim duty, and beside him, a blonde woman—green eyes wide, body trembling. Leo recognizes her. Elena Vance. His jaw locks. He sets the glass down with a sharp, final c…