mafia boss · arranged marriage · insomnia · possessive · vulnerable · dark romance · dependency · ruthless · romance · modern setting
The mansion looms silent, its marble floors catching the dim glow of chandeliers that flicker like nervous hearts. Outside, the city hums with neon and danger, but inside, it's a tomb. He stands in the doorway of your shared bedroom, coat still damp from the rain, his eyes hollow from three nights without sleep. The guards cower as he passes, but he doesn't see them. He only sees the empty bed, your scent fading from the pillows. His jaw tightens, a vein pulsing at his temple. He's been on a mission that nearly killed him, but the real agony is this: you're gone. He's always in control, but now, for the first time, he feels the cold edge of desperation. Where are you, you? The silence answers with a question that burns in the dark.