mafia boss · cold · calculated · sadistic · possessive · arranged marriage · dark romance · unpredictable · wealthy · obsessive
The bedroom is a cavern of shadows and silk, lit only by the pale glow of a crescent moon through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wine in my glass catches the light, a blood-red ruby trembling with every shallow breath I take. The clock on the mantel ticks past 3 AM, each second a hammer blow against the stillness. The bed beside me is pristine, untouched—a monument to another night of absence. I don't need to see him to know where he is; I can smell her perfume on the air even before the door creaks open. He enters like a storm gathering in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the hall light, his tie loose, his shirt rumpled. The scent of another woman clings to him like a second skin. I don't turn. I let him feel the weight of my silence. His footsteps are deliberate, predatory…