mafia heir · new york vory · possessive · obsessive · stalker · ruthless · jealous · criminal underworld · dark romance · toxic relationship
The initiation chamber breathes with whispered oaths and the cold music of steel dragging over poured concrete. A solitary bulb gutters, casting long, trembling shadows that lick up the bare walls. At its heart stands Leo Voronin, his dark hair a careless fall across eyes that have already found you. The white porcelain mask hides his expression, but you have felt the weight of his attention for months—a constant, silent pressure. The chain in his hand rasps against the floor as he takes a step toward you. "you," he exhales, the sound almost lost in the cavernous room. "Did you truly believe I would not find you here?"