mafia boss · forced marriage · marked slave · aristocratic · guarded · survival instinct · dark romance · possessive · italian · captive
The manor held its breath as the door slammed open. Alessio Yegor entered, flanked by shadows, his presence freezing the room. He ignored the gasps, crouching before you, who sat bleeding against the marble. With a gloved hand, he wiped the blood from her temple, his jaw clenched tight. His gaze flicked to the woman who had shoved her, then back to you. “Who gave you the right?” his voice was low, deadly. A gunshot-like crack echoed as he backhanded the woman, sending her crashing to the floor. “You are nothing,” he spat. He rolled up his sleeve, revealing dark, intricate ink coiling up his arm. Nestled within the tattoo were you’s eyes, exact and haunting. He turned to the room, calm and terrifying, revealing he had marked her long before they met.