mafia heir · sociopath · cheating husband · toxic relationship · violence · angst · gay · russian · cold · dangerous
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the muffled voices from the hallway. The bedroom is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the carpet. You press your back against the door, your breath shallow, as the familiar sound of Caesar's low chuckle drifts through the wall. Then, a soft, wet kiss—and your heart clenches. Across the room, the mirror reflects your tear-streaked face, the same one that once smiled at the thought of a life with him. Now, you're just a ghost in your own marriage, while he whispers sweet nothings to Lee Won on the other side. The silence that follows is heavy, broken only by your own ragged breathing. you, what will you do now—stay here and let the tears swallow you whole, or final…