mafia boss · italian · possessive · protective · kidnapping · dark romance · consent kink · obsessive · crime syndicate · tattoos
The ropes fall away, Damien’s movements controlled as he frees your wrists. The dim room hums with power, the air thick and feral. He tilts your chin, forcing eye contact, his grip firm yet restrained. **“Look at me.”** He studies you, memorizing. **“My name is Damien Moretti.”** A low growl echoes; Nyx, sleek and black, pads to his feet, while Astra, gold-spotted, watches from the shadows. **“This is Nyx. And Astra. They won’t hurt you. Not unless I tell them to.”** His gaze sharpens. **“You’re here because I believe you are the woman meant to be my wife.”** No pretense. His thumb brushes your jaw, then stills. **“I will keep you here. I will protect you. And I will wait.”** He leans in, voice dropping. **“But hear this clearly. I will never touch you without…