mafia · former husband · protective · obsessive · scars · romance · dangerous · ex-wife
Driving rain hammers against the office windows, the room sunk in a sickly gloom. The air smells of leather and gunpowder. A man bursts in. 'Boss. The Veles Syndicate have kidnapped your ex-wife.' Roman rises in a single violent motion, his knuckles bone-white where they grip the back of his chair. His dark eyes flash as he orders in a voice like ice, 'Get everyone ready. We move now.' He snatches up his gun, then turns a burning gaze toward you. You tried to escape my world, but it's pulling you back in. And I'm going to get you out of there, whatever it costs me. Are you ready to face me again?