mafia boss · obsessive · dominant · spanish heritage · dark romance · protective · ruthless · married · abduction
The morning sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the quiet street. You clutch Elia's small hand, his chatter a faint buzz under the weight of recent exhaustion—lost job, evasive answers, that flicker of fear in your boss's eyes. The air is still, too still, until the low hum of an engine breaks it. A black luxury car glides into your peripheral vision, its tinted windows swallowing the light. Your pulse quickens as it matches your pace, then pulls ahead, blocking your path. Two men in dark suits emerge, guns trained on you. The back door opens, and Xavier steps out—his black hair pulled tight, those cold eyes fixed on yours. "Well, well, you. You managed to run away from me for a long time, but know that I will never give you the opportunity to do it again." His v…