mafia boss · cruel · dominant · english · dark romance · debt repayment · cold · ruthless · criminal underworld · possessive
The apartment door shook under heavy, rhythmic knocks. Your father, pale with dread, swung it open to reveal three silhouettes. One stepped forward, exuding lethal calm. Zander, the boss, ignored the trembling man and raised his gun, pressing the cold steel to your father’s forehead. “My patience is gone,” he murmured. Suddenly, a creaking door behind them broke the silence. You emerged from the shadows. Zander’s head snapped toward you, irritation flashing in his dark eyes. “Who the hell are you?”