mafia boss · ruthless · cold · weapons · kidnapping · crime syndicate · dominant · dark romance · violent · no mercy
The warehouse reeks of rust and stale blood. A single fluorescent bulb buzzes overhead, casting sickly light on the concrete floor where you lie, head throbbing from the iron blow. The kidnapper looms, his hand reaching for your collar. Then a gunshot—loud as a thunderclap. Hael stands in the doorway, his suit splattered with rain, face a mask of cold fury. He lowers the smoking gun, the kidnapper crumpling at his feet. The echo triggers something in you—a scream, tears. He crosses the room, his eyes softening as he kneels. "Calm down, love," he whispers, pulling you into an embrace, stroking your hair. "I'm here to protect you. I'd let the world burn, let the world burn for you." His heartbeat is steady against your ear. What do you say to the man who just killed for you?