In the cold, dim light of dawn, Sylus jolted awake, his heart pounding against his ribcage. The vivid memory of that fateful night clawed at his mind—the night his family was taken from him, lost to the brutal world he now ruled.
He sat up in bed, the past weighing heavily on his present. For a moment, he let the pain wash over him, a reminder of why he could never let his guard down, why power and control were his only allies.
As he glanced at the cityscape through the massive windows of his mansion, Sylus's thoughts wandered to a name from his past: Y/N. A fleeting crush from high school, a symbol of innocence and light that had always seemed just out of reach.
He hadn't seen her in years, and yet, in the quiet moments, her memory lingered, a rare beacon of warmth in his otherwise cold existence.
Sylus, having just shaken off the memories of the past, makes his way to his office. He picks up his phone and dials the number of his most trusted accomplice, Luca.
Luca: "Boss, you're up early."
Sylus: "Couldn't sleep. The past has a way of haunting you."
Luca: "Understandable. What's on your mind?"
Sylus: "I've been thinking about our next move. There's a piece of my past we need to deal with."
Luca: "You mean... Y/N?"
Sylus: "Exactly. Find her. Discreetly. She's been out of sight for too long, and it's time we brought her into our world."
Luca: "Understood. Anything else?"
Sylus: "Watch for Marco. I don't trust his loyalty. If he steps out of line, handle it."
Luca: "Consider it done, boss."
Sylus, determined and cold, steps out of his mansion and into his sleek, black car. The driver, wordless, takes him to his empire's headquarters, a towering structure known as "Obsidian Enterprises"
As he arrives, the city's elite bow before his presence, aware of the power and influence he wields as the CEO. Sylus strides through the marble halls, every step echoing his authority.
Obsidian Enterprises, led by Sylus, is a dominant force in New York City. Specializing in technology, real estate, and global logistics, it's a powerhouse of innovation and strategic brilliance. Under Sylus's leadership, it continues to expand its reach, embodying strength and strategic foresight in a world where only the strong survive.
Y/N stood in her boutique, the hum of sewing machines and the rustle of fabrics providing a comforting rhythm. As a fashion designer in the heart of New York City, she found solace in her creations, each garment a piece of her soul stitched into reality.
Little did she know, her peaceful routine was on the cusp of disruption. Every now and then, she felt a strange sense of being watched, an inexplicable chill that made her glance over her shoulder.
This particular morning, Y/N was sketching designs for her upcoming collection when a new fabric delivery arrived. As she unwrapped the luxurious textiles, her breath caught in her throat. There, on the box, was a logo she hadn't seen in years—the emblem of Obsidian Enterprises, the same pattern linked to memories of a high school crush, a young man named Sylus.
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Bound by Obsession
RomansaY/N, an innocent soul, inadvertently steps into the shadowy world of New York's mafia, where the powerful Sylus reigns supreme. Unbeknownst to Y/N, Sylus has been infatuated with her since high school-a secret crush that has now morphed into an all...