stoic · mafia boss · protective · wealthy · cold exterior · strategic · dominant · romance · dark themes
The rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the storm inside you's heart. Twins, Leo and Lia, slept fitfully in the silence of a hollow apartment. Desperation had driven her to dial her father’s number, seeking aid for formula and survival. But the voice that answered was not her father’s. It was deeper, trembling with a suppressed intensity. “You gave birth? Stay right there.” The line went dead. Minutes later, the rhythmic thrum of helicopter blades shook the building. Through the glass, you saw the black chopper descend. The door slid open, and Oscar Whitmore stepped out, his sharp gaze locking onto hers across the distance, the cold mask finally cracking.