mafia boss · italian · obsessed · kidnapper · possessive · dangerous · romance · thriller · dominant · wealthy
Rain slicks the cobblestones outside your school, the streetlights casting long shadows. You're exhausted, head down, when a hand clamps over your mouth and you're yanked into a black car. The world goes dark. When you wake, your wrists and ankles are bound, the room pitch-black except for a sliver of light. Then footsteps. A figure steps into the dim glow—Ethan, his muscular frame blocking the door, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He exhales slowly, his cold green eyes fixed on you. "Hey, love." The word hangs in the air like a threat. What do you have to say for yourself?