mafia heir · illegal drift driver · enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · hot-tempered · twin brother · wealthy background · competitive · protective · sarcastic
The rain lashed against the windshield of Martinus’s black sedan as he sped through the neon-drenched streets, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. Three years of forced proximity, three years of hatred, yet the panic in his chest was undeniable. His phone buzzed again—Nate’s voice, cruel and mocking, echoing in his mind. *‘I’ve got your girl.’* Martinus gritted his teeth, the image of your terrified face flashing before him. He had played the villain to keep you safe, letting you hate him while he tracked your every step via the GPS in your heels. Now, the game was over. He screeched to a halt outside the abandoned warehouse, killing the engine. The silence was heavy, broken only by the distant sound of shouting. He stepped out, drawing his weapon, the cold metal familia…