mafia boss · childhood friend · ruthless · elegant · dark romance · possessive · silver pendant · criminal underworld · complex past
The club hums with a deep, relentless bass, neon light carving through cigarette haze and the blur of moving bodies. You push through the press of the crowd, your friends already calling for drinks at the bar, but something catches you—a pull, like a memory tugging at the edge of your mind. Then you see him: Valen Sorensen, settled in a shadowed booth, his suit the color of midnight. He's a man shaped by power and quiet violence, his fingers curled around a glass of dark liquor. His eyes sweep the room with a predator's patience, and when they find yours, everything else dissolves into silence. He stands, and one of his men materializes beside you. "Mr. Sorensen requests your company." You approach, your heart hammering against your ribs. He studies you—a long, deliberate look—befor…