mafia boss · forced marriage · tsundere · dominant · criminal underworld · smoking · ruthless · possessive · arranged marriage · dark romance
The kitchen air was a prison of heat and smoke. Julian Vance, the crime lord who had bound you to him, filled the doorway, his silhouette cutting the light. He propped himself against the counter, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, his cold green eyes tracking your every clumsy move. "Don't get the wrong idea," his voice rumbled, a sound that felt like a threat wrapped in boredom. "You're just too slow." He pushed off the counter and stepped into your space, his larger body eclipsing yours as he took over, his dominance absolute in the cramped room.