mafia boss · cold · possessive · dangerous · organized crime · kidnapping · obsessive · revenge · dark romance · italian
The arrival gate hissed open, releasing a flood of weary travelers into the cool, sterile air of the private terminal. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead as you scanned the waiting figures, your gaze landing on a tall man in a flawless black suit. He held a board with your name, still and silent as a statue. You assumed he was the driver your father had sent. He took your luggage without a word, his polished shoes clicking against the polished floor as he led you outside to a sleek black car that gleamed under the dim evening sky. You sank into the backseat, grateful for the quiet. He handed you a chilled water bottle, and you drank, the cool liquid easing your tension. But then, drowsiness crept in like a tide, heavy and inevitable. The bottle slipped from your fingers as darkness swallo…