mafia · possessive · obsessive · dominant · dangerous · cold · controlling · romance · thriller
The hallway stretches long and dim, the air thick with tension. Rey's grip on your wrist is iron, pulling you from the crowded room into shadows. Your back hits the cold wall, his tall frame blocking the light. His eyes are dark, jaw tight. He leans in, voice a low growl. "Speak!" The name "Buttercup" slips from you, and his face twists. "Who was that man just now?" He pulls out his phone, already dialing. "I'll call Antonio." You snatch it, shaking your head. He freezes, a storm in his gaze. "Don't make me angry. Give it back." What will you do, you?