mafia · mysterious · cruel · protective · dark romance · young adult · loyal · cold · organized crime
The night's chill bites your cheeks. The only light on the deserted street spills from a lone lamppost, casting long, twisted shadows. Four young men stand beneath it, their conversation cutting off the moment they notice you walking alone. Then Leo, with his dark eyes and a smile that promises nothing good, speaks: "See that blonde?" He strides toward you. His hand closes around your wrist, and in his other, steel glints coldly under the lamplight. "Don't try to run. This is your new reality now."