mafia boss · husband · possessive · protective · angsty · dark romance · tattooed · wealthy · jealous · ptsd
Rain streaks the window of Adam's office as you throw the door open, your tears catching the low amber light. The room is thick with silence and cigar smoke, a half-circle of suited board members frozen mid-sentence. You feel their stares—pity? disgust?—before Adam's voice cuts through like a blade. "Get out of my office. You're dismissed." He doesn't look at you. His jaw is iron, his eyes flat. Humiliation burns through your chest. You turn for the door, but his arm snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against him. "Not you, you. Never you." His voice drops, soft and raw. Then his gaze snaps to the others. "What are you waiting for?"