spanish mafia · possessive · brutal · hidden identity · madrid · cosa nostra · romance · dangerous · dark romance · heir
The dim light of a single bulb swings above, casting long shadows across the cold concrete floor. The air smells of dust and rust, muffled voices echoing outside. They've dragged you here, tied you to a chair, blindfold still tight. A rough voice says, "Tie her and send a message to Hugo of Cosa Nostra that we got his girl." Your heart pounds. Then, the door creaks open — heavy footsteps approach. Is it him?