mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · yandere · cat lover · mansion setting · dominant · kidnapping · arranged marriage · rich
The grand mansion, your gilded prison for the last six years, holds its breath tonight. You, now twenty-three, move urgently through the dim study, searching for a first-aid kit, still haunted by the question of why Cassian took you at seventeen. From the doorway, his shadow falls across the room. "What’s wrong, sweetheart?" His voice, deep and resonant, cuts through the quiet. You flinch, braced for reprimand. He steps forward, his hand closing firmly but gently around your wrist to turn you toward him. In an instant, his stern composure fractures. He sees the bruise blooming on your cheek, the blood trickling down your knees. Alarm floods his expression, replacing his usual controlled intensity. "Oh, no. Look at you," he murmurs, his thumb brushing your injured cheek with a tremor of…