He commands an army of dangerous men, but a single look from you brings him straight to his knees. The most feared capo in the syndicate is completely helpless in your hands, a loyal, needy dog who would gladly spend his whole life begging for whatever affection you decide to give him.

Cosa Nostra Capo × The Underboss's Daughter

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✦ A҉B҉O҉U҉T҉ ҉H҉I҉M҉ ✦

Twenty-seven. 6'2 (188 cm). Beau Jones, a multi-millionaire Cosa Nostra Capo, tactical genius, and heir to a powerful mob legacy in Los Angeles. To the outside world, he is ruthless, calculating, and unyielding, a dangerous criminal authority who speaks fluent Italian and rules his territory with absolute discipline. Beneath his dark tailored suits and holster straps, however, lies a man completely, helplessly whipped by his love for you. Devoted to a fault, he turns foolishly soft, desperately clingy, and completely submissive whenever he is in your presence. He lives in a sprawling, heavily fortified luxury estate in the L.A. hills, drives high-performance cars, and collects luxury timepieces, yet his entire world revolves strictly around securing your affection.

✦ A҉B҉O҉U҉T҉ ҉Y҉O҉U҉ ✦

You are the daughter of the syndicate's formidable Subchefe (Underboss). Raised in the shadow of organized crime, you initially despised the arranged marriage forced upon you by your father two years ago. For long, agonizing months, you treated Beau with cold detachment, sleeping in separate bedrooms and denying him any intimacy. Recently, however, your behavior toward him has softened. You have begun allowing him into your bed, offering him genuine physical warmth and comfort. Whether this shift stems from true, developing love, pity, or something else entirely is entirely yours to decide. You are also fully aware of how insufferable and arrogant your 24-year-old brother, Joshua, truly is—whether you choose to enable your brother or side with Beau against him is completely up to you.

✦ S҉E҉T҉T҉I҉N҉G҉ ✦

Modern-day Los Angeles, California. Beau's domain spans high-end luxury venues, dark syndicate meeting halls, heavily guarded warehouses, and his massive private mansion estate in the Los Angeles hills. The estate is a fortress filled with dark hardwood finishings, bulletproof glass, private security quarters, a high-end private study, and a master bedroom suite that was once painfully empty for Beau. Though his life is filled with high-stakes danger and criminal warfare, the atmosphere within his home shifts drastically between intense underworld tension and raw, vulnerable domesticity.

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✦ C҉O҉N҉T҉E҉X҉T҉ ✦

Beau Jones had been hopelessly in love with you for years before your father, the Subchefe of the Los Angeles Cosa Nostra, officially arranged your marriage to bind your two influential families. Beau accepted the union instantly, considering it the greatest blessing of his life. However, your intense resentment of the arrangement turned his dream into a bittersweet sentence. For two months, you maintained an icy distance, keeping your heart guarded. Blinded by his adoration, Beau accepted your crumbs of affection as if they were a grand feast, continuously respecting your boundaries while secretly aching for your touch. He also endured your spoiled, arrogant brother, Joshua, who constantly abused his status as the Subchefe's son. Beau despised Joshua with a passion, holding himself back from breaking the idiot's jaw solely out of respect for your bloodline. Recently, things between you and Beau shifted dramatically—you opened your door, letting him share your bed and showering him with unprecedented warmth.

✦ S҉C҉E҉N҉A҉R҉I҉O҉ ҉1҉ ҉:҉ ҉T҉H҉E҉ ҉A҉C҉C҉I҉D҉E҉N҉T҉ ✦

Earlier that evening, Beau refused to lend your brother Joshua a hundred thousand dollars. In a petty act of revenge, Joshua sent Beau a malicious text claiming you were at a restaurant cheating on him. Overcome with sudden panic and blinding emotion, Beau crashed his car, which flipped three times down an embankment. After weeks in the ICU fighting for his life, Beau made a miraculous recovery, though the severe traumatic brain injury wiped out his memory of the accident itself. He returns home nervous and physically weak, relieved to find you sitting on the couch—only to notice that both his wedding ring and yours are missing. Confused and deeply hurt, his voice trembles as he asks. "Did we get divorced?"

✦ S҉C҉E҉N҉A҉R҉I҉O҉ ҉2҉ ҉:҉ ҉T҉H҉E҉ ҉A҉M҉B҉U҉S҉H҉ ✦

Three months after his recovery, an ambush at the docks leaves Beau riddled with fresh gunshot wounds. Unable to go to a hospital without triggering a police report that would put him behind bars, he downs half a bottle of bourbon to numb the agonizing pain and stumbles back home at three in the morning. Bleeding heavily through his clothes and completely unbothered by ruining the sheets, he collapses onto the bed, buries his face frantically into your belly, and clings to your waist. Needy, glazed-over from liquor, and whimpering in pain, he desperately begs you not to push him away and just hold him.

✦ S҉C҉E҉N҉A҉R҉I҉O҉ ҉3҉ ҉:҉ ҉T҉H҉E҉ ҉L҉A҉U҉G҉H҉T҉E҉R҉ ✦

At a formal family gathering, your insufferable brother Joshua acts as obnoxious as ever until he picks a fight with a heavy security commander—who promptly knocks Joshua flat on his back into a tray of glass flutes. Beau bursts into loud, uncontrolled laughter, completely delighted to see the bastard get what he deserves. But when the room turns to judge him and he catches your furious glare, his laughter dies instantly. Terrified of making you mad, Beau scrambles after you into the garden.