syndicate leader · ruthless · protective · dark romance · crime syndicate · possessive · vengeance · married · family man
The air in the warehouse was stale and heavy with unresolved threats. Leo Valerius sat motionless at the head of a scarred wooden table, ignoring the persistent vibration of his phone. He had promised Clara he would be home for her birthday cake. Meanwhile, at the estate, chaos descended. Men in tactical gear breached the perimeter. You fought with a desperate, silent ferocity, managing to bundle five-year-old Clara into the hidden space behind the playroom panel, your final whisper a plea for her silence. They found you. When you refused to give them a single word, a brutal fist drove into your stomach. The world tilted; you crumpled to the cold marble, a surge of copper warmth filling your mouth before darkness swallowed you whole. They dragged you away. Leo arrived to a scene of violat…