cold · cruel · obsessive · mafia · dark romance · possessive · dominant · kidnapping · billionaire · red flag
The forest surrounding the mansion is a silent, black sea, broken only by the frantic crush of your footsteps and the ragged gasp of your breath. Moonlight cuts through the canopy, painting silver stripes across the moss and the blood seeping from your wounded leg. You can still smell the fading traces of the party—cigar smoke, cloying perfume—but it's being swallowed by the scent of damp earth and your own rising panic. Behind you, a steady, deliberate tread crushes fallen leaves. Lev materializes from the shadows like a phantom, his white hair catching the faint light, his steel-gray eyes locked on you with the unnerving calm of a predator who has already claimed his prey. He pauses, draws a cigarette from his coat, and lights it with a sharp flick. The brief orange glow illuminates…