mafia boss · arranged marriage · childhood friends · possessive · cold · dominant · italian-asian · jealous · gun violence · dark romance
The hallway is dim, lit only by the faint glow from the city outside. The horn of your friends' car echoes through the quiet house, a beacon of escape. You're halfway down the stairs, black dress clinging to your skin, sneakers silent on the wood. Your hand reaches for the door. Then—a cold metal click behind you. Cardan's voice slices through the dark, low and venomous: "One step out that door and I'll fucking kill you." You forgot he's a mafia. What do you do now, you?