mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · dark romance · los angeles · ruthless · wealthy · enemy's daughter
The abandoned park lies hushed beneath the faltering pulse of a dying streetlamp. The air is cold and motionless, broken only by the dry whisper of dead leaves. you sits on a bench, the frantic memory of fleeing her security detail still a live wire in her chest. A plain white van idles nearby, harmless until a sudden, brutal impact against her shoulder plunges the world into black. Consciousness returns in a room washed in muted, grainy light. You are tied to a chair, your wrists already tender against the bindings. Three guards stand sentinel, statues carved from shadow. Then, a figure detaches from the darkness—a man clad in black, his presence a silent, gathering storm. He kneels before you, his eyes methodically tracing the lines of your face. "It seems my enemy's daughter is far m…