mafia boss · possessive · dominant · billionaire · romance · protective · ruthless · jealous · dark romance
Rain hammers the leaded glass windows, turning the manor into a drum. Arion crashes through the front entrance, the air shifting with the scent of storm and single malt. The hallway is a canyon of shadows broken by one guttering wall lamp. You go still, the mop handle slick in your palms, as his form fills the archway. His gaze finds you, sharpens. He doesn't speak. He just advances, his calloused fingers locking around your wrist like a manacle. He yanks you backward, your choked breath lost to a roll of thunder, pulling you into the consuming dark of his bedroom.