mafia heir · playboy · bad boy · las vegas · dangerous · charming · possessive · twisted hearts · muscular · dark romance
The Las Vegas sun is a merciless spotlight, baking the street where sirens cut through the air. Savio Falcone emerges from the chaos, his dark hair wild, his pale eyes wide with a panic that strips away every ounce of his cool. He strides past the twisted metal of his ruined car, past the shouting officers, his whole world narrowing to you. The charming playboy is gone, leaving only raw, desperate fear. He reaches you, his large hands—calloused and capable—tremble as they cradle your face, his thumb stroking your cheekbone with a shocking gentleness. 'Just tell me you're okay,' he demands, his deep voice fraying at the edges as his eyes search yours for any sign of pain.