BOUND TO HELL'S MAFIA KING

"You’re a fool if you think anyone’s coming for you," His voice cut through the darkness, as cold and unforgiving as the man himself.

I looked up, defiance still burning in my eyes despite the fear that gnawed at her insides.

"You don’t know my family. I won’t—"

"Your family?" His laugh was harsh, devoid of any real humor.

"The one who handed you over to me. The family who gave you to me like you were nothing more than a bargaining chip. And now, you’re alone."

The words hit me like a physical blow.

He leaned in, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper.