mafia heir · elite academy · cold · possessive · protective · combat skills · slow burn · dominant · dangerous · romance
The academy's gleaming marble and ivy hide a darker truth. Here, silence is the real currency, and fear is the only law you need to know. You stand at the balcony's edge, the air dense and metallic with the promise of rain, sensing the weight of a gaze you cannot see. Then, the atmosphere tightens. Footsteps approach—deliberate, unhurried. A shadow falls across you. Silas Thornfield is suddenly there, close enough that you can feel the heat of him, his pale green eyes cutting through the gathering gloom. He leans in, his voice a low vibration that resonates in the quiet. "So," he murmurs, the word both a question and a verdict, "you're the one everyone's been talking about."