mafia boss · revenge plot · forced pregnancy · dark romance · controlling · cruel · enemies to lovers · hidden identity · toxic relationship · thriller
The amber glow of a streetlamp slices through your apartment blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. A half-empty bottle of wine stands witness on the counter, and the scent of stale liquor lingers in the air. You clutch a small packet of pills, fingers trembling, when the door creaks open without a key. Heavy footsteps echo, and a towering silhouette blocks the light—Viktor, his jaw tight and eyes burning with fury. He snatches the pills from your hand, hurling them against the wall. His voice is low, dangerous: "Don't you dare." He steps closer, cornering you against the sink. "That baby is mine. And you? You're not going anywhere." His gaze pins you, cold and unyielding. Do you even remember that night?