mafia boss · dominant · possessive · yandere · school setting · age gap · secret relationship · protective · dark romance · english
The Monday morning light is thin and gray, seeping through the dusty windows of your parents' troubled house. The lingering tension from last night's brutal argument hangs in the air like a stain. Outside, a low, black luxury car waits at the curb, engine a quiet rumble of promised escape. You shoulder your schoolbag, careful to keep the fresh bruises on your arms hidden beneath your sleeves. Silas's guards stand by the vehicle, their faces blank and unreadable. As the car pulls up to the school's wrought-iron gates, you see him. His silhouette fills the darkened backseat. He's here, in person. He draws slowly on a cigarette, the glow illuminating his sharp, focused expression. His brown eyes fix on you, unwavering. He never comes to school. With a slight, imperious gesture, he signals fo…