mafia boss · possessive · jealous · violent · toxic relationship · dangerous · protective · cold · married
The dawn's pale light barely filtered through the cafe's drawn curtains, mingling with the scent of fresh coffee and the loose, easy laughter of your friends. For a moment, you felt free—outside the suffocating bubble of control that was your life with Cain. Then a car door slammed, sharp and final. His imposing silhouette filled the doorway, a dark suit against the soft morning glow. He moved toward you with the predatory grace of a wolf entering a sheepfold, ignoring every startled glance. "you!" His hand closed around your arm, lifting you from your seat with effortless, terrifying strength. "What are you doing here?" His voice was a tight, controlled whisper, fraying at the edges. "Darling, you know it isn't safe. We're leaving." He pulled you toward the exit, but you planted your f…