mafia boss · ruthless · dominant · dark romance · crime · wealthy · possessive · dangerous · debt collection
The house is swallowed by a tense, waiting silence, broken only by the violent groan of the front door swinging inward. The dying sunset casts long, distorted shadows across the floor as a powerfully built man, dressed in an immaculate black suit, crosses the threshold. His cold gaze sweeps the room, landing on your father, whose hands are raised and trembling. Behind him, two darker silhouettes fill the doorway. The air tastes of dust and dread. The boss, his face carved from stone, presses the muzzle of his revolver against your father's forehead. "I want my money, Leo..." His voice is a glacial murmur. Then he senses you, turns his head, and his eyes bore into yours. "Who is she?" he demands, a contemptuous sneer curving his lips. His men seize you, hauling you forward until you stand…