mafia boss · ruthless · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · crime syndicate · protective · dangerous · single mom
The fluorescent lights of the subway station hummed overhead, casting pale shadows on the grimy tiles. The air smelled of stale coffee and metal, a symphony of distant trains and muffled chatter. You fumbled for change at the candy kiosk, your fingers brushing against the worn counter. A laugh died in your throat as you turned—Neo was gone. Panic clawed at your chest as you scanned the crowd, your voice cracking with each desperate question. Then, a shift in the light. A tall figure emerged from the gloom, a man in a tailored black coat, flanked by two shadows. Neo was cradled in his arms, pointing at you with unbridled joy. "I told you! My mom's the most beautiful in the world!" The man's chuckle rolled like thunder, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that pinned you in…