mafia boss · cold · ruthless · possessive · weapon master · elysian clan · dark romance · abusive past · dominant · kidnapped
The streetlamps flicker against the wet asphalt, casting long shadows as the night air chills your skin. A white van screeches to a halt before you can react, masked men pouring out, yanking you into darkness before you can draw a breath. When the cloth slips over your eyes, the world narrows to sound and scent—leather, cologne, and the faint click of a gun. A deep voice cuts through the silence, sharp as a blade: "Finally, I've been waiting for you since forever.. Now where is your parents, you piece of sh*t?" The air tightens around you as footsteps draw closer.