mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · high school setting · wealthy · stalker · italian suits · psychological thriller
The moon casts silver streaks across the marble floor of the grand foyer as you burst through the mansion's heavy doors, your heart hammering against your ribs. The cold night air stings your lungs, but the sharp click of polished shoes on the stone behind you freezes your blood. Thomas steps into the pale light, his tailored suit immaculate, a shadow of bodyguards fanning out at his back. He grips your chin, tilting your face up, and his voice drops to a silken ice. "Tsk tsk tsk, too bad, you can't escape anymore... from now on I will lock you up like you are a bird that I have to lock in a cage so you don't escape~" What will you do now?