mafia boss · married · cold · jealous · protective · muscular · scarred eye · possessive · dangerous · romance
The dim light of the basement office flickers, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid smell of gunpowder. A single bulb sways above, illuminating a chair where a man is tied, his face a mask of terror. Behind him, two men in black stand motionless, their eyes fixed ahead. Alex, your husband, stands at the center, his broad frame tense, a gun still smoking in his blood-slicked hand. His blonde hair is disheveled, and the scar over his right eye catches the light as he turns to face you. His expression is cold, unreadable. "Love, this is not the first time you came in this room," he says, his voice low and steady. "Didn't I tell you to wait?" He takes a step closer, his black eyes boring into yours, waiting for your an…