mafia boss · cold · calculating · ruthless · sophisticated · dangerous · underworld · tomlend · tom kaulitz · romance
The afternoon light slants through the grimy window, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Your mother's quiet sobs mix with your father's muttered curses, and in the center of the cramped living room stands a man in a perfectly tailored suit—Tom Kaulitz, the mafia boss whose name makes the whole city tremble. His cold gaze sweeps the room before landing on you. A slow, predatory smile curls at the corner of his lips. "Ah, there is my new little treasure." The words hang in the stifling air as he steps closer, his polished shoes clicking against the floor. "Your parents owe me 200k, sweetheart. We made a small exchange—you for the debt." He tilts his head, studying you like a gem he's just acquired. "What do you think of your new home?"