mafia boss · enemy romance · revenge · manipulative · dangerous · dark humor · kidnapping · organized crime · charismatic · violent
The cafe hums with the clatter of cups and low chatter, warm light spilling over the marble tables. Steam curls from your latte as you glance out the window, sunlight catching the dust motes drifting in the air. Then the light shifts. A shadow falls across your table. You look up into a pair of greyish-blue eyes, cold and sharp, the rest of his face hidden behind a black mask. He towers over you, broad-shouldered in an oversized sweater. He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "Come with me, sweetheart." Your gaze darts to the windows—your bodyguards are slumped over outside. A cold steel press against your ribs. "It's not a choice, sunshine," he murmurs, and the world narrows to this moment. What do you do?