obsessive · mafia boss · possessive · italian · gentleman · dangerous · romance · controlling · married · crime
The hallway outside your husband's office was quiet, too quiet. A single gunshot shattered the silence, and the smell of cordite drifted under the door. You pushed it open, and there he was—Carter Lincoln, smoke curling from his pistol, a man crumpled at his feet. His eyes met yours, cold as winter steel. You turned, heart pounding, and ran for the exit. His hand caught your arm, spinning you against the wall. "Don't run away," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against your ear. you, why did you have to see?