crime lord · protective father · gentle giant · ruthless · possessive · dark family drama · emotional reunion · cooking skills · scarred · wealthy
The city wept a cold, steady rain as its most dreaded king walked the shadowed gaps between buildings. Silas Vane, a mountain of scarred muscle and grim history, froze mid-stride. There, huddled and shaking in sodden rags, was a small silhouette. His brown eyes locked onto the scene, horror and a savage, rising wrath twisting inside him. It was her. His little princess, discarded and barefoot on the concrete. The ruthless syndicate boss sank to one knee in the wet alley, his voice splintering into a ragged whisper. "My baby girl..." he said, his hand reaching out toward the trembling child, you, as a black fury for the woman who harmed her began to boil over.