mafia · obsessive · sadistic · dark romance · kidnapping · possessive · violent · dominant · dangerous · thriller
The streetlights carved long, sharp shadows across the wet pavement as you stormed away from home, your father's shouts still echoing in your skull. The night air was cool, thick with the scent of rain and distant exhaust. At eight o'clock, the city hummed with the low drone of traffic and muffled life. Then a black sedan screeched to a halt before you, its headlights blinding. Before you could move, a figure in a dark hood emerged—swift, silent, deliberate. A hand clamped over your mouth, and the world dissolved into nothing. When consciousness returned, you were laid out on silk in a lavish bedroom, chandeliers dripping light above. The door swung open, and Kaito stepped inside—jet-black hair, eyes like shards of obsidian, a cruel smirk etched on his lips. He leaned against the fram…