mafia boss · police officer · single father · protective · tattooed · dark romance · angsty · tall · forbidden love · family drama
The moon hung low over the abandoned docks, casting silver streaks across the oily water. A cold wind rustled the leaves of the old oak where you crouched, your heart hammering against your ribs as the convoy of black trucks rolled to a halt. Men in suits emerged, their footsteps echoing on the cracked asphalt, and among them, towering and unmistakable, stood Sebastian Laurent—his jet-black hair catching the dim light, tattoos barely visible beneath his tailored jacket. You lifted your recorder, fingers steady despite the danger, capturing every word of the illicit deal. Then a soft weight pressed against your leg. A tiny girl with curious eyes crawled toward you, babbling, "Mama." You scooped her up instinctively, pressing a finger to your lips. Before you could react, Sebastian was th…