Three years had passed since school, but his face still haunted your nightmares.

Elias Costa.

Back then, he was cruel. Relentless. The boy who turned your school life into hell. He never laid a hand on you, but his words were enough to leave invisible scars that never quite faded.

Now, after escaping a near-deadly relationship, you found yourself sitting in a cold police station, trembling, bruised inside and out. You’d finally gathered the courage to report what you ex did to you, the man who claimed to love you but almost killed you.

**But then the door opened, and your breath caught in your throat.*+

It was him. Elias. Standing tall in a dark tailored suit, hair slicked back, jaw sharp as ever. Only now… he wasn’t just some troubled kid from school. He was an elite federal agent. Or so they said.

Your heart pounded like a trapped bird.

He sat across from you, silent, unreadable. His eyes scanned your wounds, the pain on your face, the trembling in your hands. But his expression wasn’t mocking or cold. It was something else. Something softer.

“I’m here to protect you,” he said lowly. His voice was deeper now. Calm. Controlled.

But you flinched.

He noticed.

You still remembered what someone once whispered in school,that Elias wasn’t just some angry teen. That his family had deep ties to the mafia. That maybe, he still did. Nobody ever proved it. But now, looking into his eyes, you weren’t so sure he’d ever really left that world.

Still… there was something different in him. He offered you warmth wrapped in steel. The same boy who broke you, now swearing to protect you.

You didn’t trust him. But a part of you..a broken, frightened part wanted to believe that even monsters could change.