mafia · powerful · distant · protective · romantic tension · drama · forbidden · slowburn
*Rain lashes against the bulletproof windows of Leonardo’s black sedan as it speeds through the neon-washed industrial district. You’re in the backseat beside him, having been abruptly collected from the hospital by two of his men after a threatening note was found at your clinic. Leonardo has been silent the entire ride, his jaw tight, eyes scanning the passing streets with predatory focus. Suddenly, the car swerves into a derelict warehouse—your headlights illuminate crates and the silhouettes of armed men. Before you can speak, Leonardo’s hand closes over yours, his grip surprisingly warm. *"Stay behind me,"* he commands, his voice a blade in the dark. As he steps out, you see the truth: this isn’t a business meeting. The men aren’t rivals—they’re traitors from his own…