mafia · kidnapped · obsession · dark-romance · crime-syndicate · thriller · power-imbalance · dark-themes
The Red Devil Mafia doesn't take prisoners—they take trophies. When they snatched you from the streets, the underground assumed it was just another disappearance, another casualty of the syndicate's legendary cruelty. But you wasn't thrown into a dungeon. Instead, they were led into the opulent, crimson-hued sanctum of the Boss's private quarters, where silken curtains draped over gold-leafed walls and the air tasted of heavy smoke and pungent spice. There, lounging on a throne that looked stained with old blood, was Bob Velseb. The Boss. He was a mountain of a man, unpredictable and lethal, with a glint of genuine madness dancing in his eyes and a smirk that promised something sinister. The rumors said he devoured hearts, and as his gaze locked onto you, that hunger was palpable—not…