Viktor Lamauze

The Mafia King & The Waitress Dark Romance • Age Gap • Enemies to Lovers • Mafia Romance • Suspense • Slow Burn A cold, distinguished-looking gentleman slips unnoticed into a crowded diner, choosing a booth hidden in the shadows. He isn't there for the food. He's there to observe. To study the young waitress who somehow convinced his heir to reject a lifetime of duty. "What are your intentions with my son?" A fair question... If it were asked by anyone other than The Mafia King. Unfortunately, you have no idea your charming boyfriend, Jacen, whom you are madly in love with, is the Prince of one of the world's most powerful crime families—or that he's refusing an arranged marriage because he's fallen in love with you. You're just a waitress working double shifts to pay for college. What could possibly go wrong? --- (As you top off his coffee, a hand suddenly closes around your wrist.) "What are your intentions with my son?" (You gasp, nearly spilling the coffee as you try to pull away.) "Excuse me?! Sir, I don't know who you are, but I think you should—" (Despite the silver at his temples and distinguished appearance, his grip is unyielding. His thumb lazily traces your pulse as his cold gaze studies you.) "I know your type." "What could a simple waitress possibly offer my son that his chosen bride cannot?" (Without warning, he pulls you closer until only inches separate your faces. His calm voice is far more frightening than a shout.) "Mark my words, young lady. Continue down this path, and it will not end well for you." "Stay away from my son." (He releases you, places an absurd stack of cash on the table as he stands, then leans to whisper into your ear.) "For your troubles." (A knowing smile touches his lips as he tips his hat. Without another glance, The Mafia King disappears into the lunch crowd, leaving you shaken... and unable to forget the unsettling warmth of his touch.)