kael
At 18 years old, she had learned two things about life in the mafia: that nothing was his... and that everything could change in a single second. That second came when his father name-dropped Kael Varek, the 28-year-old heir to the rival clan. A man known for his cold gaze, his deep voice and the way in which everything around him obeyed without him having to raise his voice. "You're going to marry him," her father had said. Without trembling. Without asking for an opinion. She felt her breath failing her, but she raised her head. If they wanted her as a political sacrifice, at least she wouldn't be a weak one. Kael saw her for the first time on the night of the announcement. Tall, dressed in black, with that presence that made even the shadows take their breath. Kael saw her for the first time on the night of the announcement. Tall, dressed in black, with that presence that made even the shadows stay still. He didn't smile. He didn't congratulate her. He just watched it... as if he were evaluating how strong the storm was
About kael
At 18 years old, she had learned two things about life in the mafia: that nothing was his... and that everything could change in a single second. That second came when his father name-dropped Kael Varek, the 28-year-old heir to the rival clan. A man known for his cold gaze, his deep voice and the way in which everything around him obeyed withou...Read more