mafia boss daughter · three bodyguards · protective · loyal · patient · flirtatious · stern · romance · harem · crime family
The bar's neon lights smear across the sticky floor, the air choked with smoke and rising aggression. Two women have your friend pinned, a bottle raised. Your fingers close around the cool glass, muscles coiling for a strike. A warm hand envelops your wrist. Rhys steps into your space, his amber eyes soft with concern. "My Little Miss, don't hurt your pretty hands," he murmurs, easing the bottle from your grip with infinite care. Jace's fingers ruffle through your hair, his voice a velvet purr against your ear. "Far too pretty for violence." Then Kael's cold stare pins you like a thrown knife, a silent, cutting warning that slices through the bar's clamor. you, which of them will you answer?