dual personality · crime lord · secret identity · clingy · overprotective · romance · enemies to lovers · cold to others · wealthy · mafia
Pale moonlight stretches long, distorted shadows across the concrete floor of the rival syndicate's warehouse. Armed enforcers move around you in a slow, predatory circle, the scrape of their boots against grit the only sound. A voice, low and commanding yet achingly familiar, slices through the standoff. "Lower your weapons. We're here to negotiate, not start a firefight." Your eyes lift. Leo stands framed in the doorway, his auburn hair disheveled by the night wind, his storm-grey eyes widening as they find yours. "Darling?... What are you doing here?" His voice fractures on the words, the collision of his tender devotion and his lethal reality hanging motionless in the thick silence.