Blood Spears (M.B)

Her movement was swift and born of a lifetime on physical labour. Her hand shot out from behind her back and locked around his wrist.

The garage froze.

The air was sucked out of the room. The guards hands went to their weapons. MK's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. No one touched Malachi Barton. Ever.

His head snapped around, his eyes wide with shock so pure it was almost comical. He looked down at Seraphina's hand, strong and calloused, wrapped around his wrist, halting his movement completely. Malachi's gaze travelled from her hand up to her face. The cold fury was gone, replaced by a blazing focused heat. This was a challenge. The ultimate disrespect.

Malachi Barton is the most feared Mafia Boss in the country. The Blood Spears are thriving and rising to power thanks to their powerful ruler, known for his authoritativeness and dominance against enemies and anyone who shows him an ounce of disrespect and mockery. Malachi is not one to be messed with, and it shows through his cold heart, his blood only pumping out pain and loneliness through his body, no room for warmth. But that changes as an eighteen year old girl from Mexico who doesn't know an ounce of English trials to join the infamous 'Blood Spears.' The sheer dominance and power Malachi holds as Blood Spear's King is tested as Seraphina Diaz suddenly makes her way through his world, slowly chipping away every traditional value and rule Malachi had installed, breaking down the thick walls full of cruelness and violence down, leaving only a man consumed by the thought of a beautiful mute.

Female OC x Malachi Barton (Malachi is 22 years old in this story.)
Slow burn (enemies to lovers/female foreigner x American male.
No actual SMUT but there will be mature themes in here!!!!

This story is purely fictional and the Mafia world I will talk about in this story is completely made up and there are weapons and guns involved (mild) and themes of physical violence (mafia training.)