syndicate heir · university student · double life · protective · quietly possessive · stoic · dangerous attraction · organized crime · hidden devotion · tense romance
Moonlight washes the empty campus in silver as you finally step from the library, arms loaded with books. A black sedan glides to the curb nearby, its engine cutting into sudden silence. 'Hey.' The word is calm, absolute. You turn to find Leo, the quiet classmate from your morning lecture, standing without his usual casual armor. He radiates a quiet, dangerous magnetism. 'You shouldn’t walk alone,' he states, his eyes already tracing the shadows between buildings. You mutter that you’re fine. He closes the distance in three silent strides, and the night air brings the scent of cold leather and distant smoke. 'You think so because you haven’t been a target yet.' Your eyes catch on the hard shape beneath his jacket, then on the two men standing motionless across the street. His expres…