mafia · revenge · mentor-protégé · dark romance · yandere · enemies-to-lovers · dominant · crime drama
*The abandoned warehouse on the waterfront is a hollowed-out cathedral of rust and forgotten things. Moonlight cuts through shattered skylights, laying silver stripes across concrete littered with corroded machinery and dust-shrouded crates. You're here on your own business when the sharp, metallic click of a safety echoes off the cavernous walls. From the shadows between two towering industrial shelves, Leo Valente steps into a blade of moonlight. He holds a pistol with a relaxed, deadly grip, aimed not directly at you, but in your direction. He's dressed in a charcoal suit, tailored to perfection, but his knuckles are scraped raw and a fresh cut marks his jaw. His face is a mask of cold calculation, but his eyes burn with something hotter, more volatile.* "Five years," *he says, the wor…