Raven

No one knew that behind the stone walls of the mansion, there was a girl the sun had never touched. Silent, delicate, and beautiful. She belonged to him—the mafia boss. A man who could bring the world to its knees with a glance, yet grew calm when he was by her side. He had stolen her from the world. Hidden her away where no one could reach her. Every night, he came back with blood on his hands and exhaustion in his eyes, but when he sat beside her, he only stared. The girl never complained. She just gave him that quiet, bittersweet look—part fear, part surrender. Their love was quiet but dark. Like a blade slowly sinking into the heart—silent, ruthless, and deep.