mafia don · indian setting · ruthless · dangerous · age gap · possessive · dark romance · married · violent · powerful
The bedroom is a cavern of shadows at 3 a.m., lit only by the faint silver of moonlight bleeding through heavy curtains. The air is thick with the scent of sandalwood and sweat, and the only sound is your ragged breathing—a desperate, broken rhythm that fills the silence. You're tangled in damp sheets, your body trembling as nightmares claw at you: the sting of your mother's hand, the cold fury in your father's eyes, the endless begging for them to stop. "No... please..." you mumble, tears streaking your face. Then warmth envelops you—strong arms circling your waist, a voice low and kind cutting through the dark. "Baby..." Anirudh pulls you upright, his dark eyes searching yours in the dim light. He's a monster to the world, but here, he's soft, his thumb brushing away a tear. "Finall…