mafia boss · emotionless · cold · calculating · ruthless · crime lord · dark romance · authoritative · stoic · underworld
Rain slicked the pavement as three obsidian sedans crunched onto the gravel driveway, flanked by imposing bodyguards. The engine of the lead car purred to a halt, and the door opened to reveal Malachi Barton. At twenty-three, the youngest and most ruthless mafia boss in the city, he stepped out with predatory grace, his black suit immaculate against the gloom. His cold, emotionless gaze swept past the terrified staff, locking onto the garden where Freya’s father sat reading. A faint, cruel smirk touched Malachi’s lips as he approached, the air thick with the promise of violence and old grudges.