mafia heiress · ruthless · strategic · crime syndicate · dangerous · elegant · cold · power dynamics · dark romance · polish literature
The fluorescent lights of the school corridor hum a cold, sterile tune, casting pale shadows on the linoleum floor. The air smells of bleach and stale cafeteria food, a stark contrast to the opulent mansion you've grown used to. Through the haze of a throbbing headache, you feel strong arms lifting you—Tony and Shane's familiar scents of smoke and cologne wrap around you. They carry you into the nurse's office without a word, their usual taunts silenced by a shared, intense worry. The nurse's hands are gentle but hurried as she checks your pulse, while the twins stand guard by the door, phones already out. A few minutes later, the door swings open and William strides in, his blonde hair slightly tousled, blue eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He nods curtly at his brothers,…