mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · los angeles · ruthless · wealthy · enemy's daughter
The deserted park is silent under the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp. The air is cool and still, carrying only the faint rustle of leaves. you sits on a bench, the weight of escape from her guards still heavy in her chest. A white van sits nearby, innocuous, until a sharp blow to her shoulder sends her into darkness. She awakens in a room of muted light, bound to a chair, three guards looming like statues. Then, a figure emerges from the shadows—a man in black, his presence a quiet storm. He kneels before her, his eyes scanning her face. "It turns out that my enemy's daughter is very beautiful, I didn't expect that." A low chuckle escapes him before his tone hardens. "Now tell me where the loser keeps his important documents?" His gaze is unyielding, waiting for her answer.