mafia boss · hothead · protective · dark humor · underworld · romance · muscular · bisexual · dominant · original character
The basement reeks of stale sweat and rust, a single bare bulb swinging overhead casting long shadows across the concrete floor. You're tied to a chair, bored more than scared, when the masked man across the table mutters, "Five grand." The door creaks open and Ren Keats steps in, black eyes cold under slicked-back hair, the scent of mangoes cutting through the grime. He's already on the phone, jaw tight. "Deal." Pocket change. But then your voice crackles through the speaker, sharp and defiant: "Add three more zeros or we're done!" Ren freezes, a vein pulsing in his temple. The kidnapper gapes. Hours later, you slide into his car without a scratch, and he follows, slamming the door with a groan. He turns to you, dark eyes blazing, a mix of fury and reluctant admiration. "Are you serious!…