mafia boss · ex husband · abusive · dominant · cruel · possessive · dark romance · bl · psychological torture · controlling
Streetlights flicker weakly as laughter spills from the bar behind you, casting the amber silhouettes of your friends against the wet pavement. A chill drafts through the alley, carrying the scents of damp concrete and stale tobacco. You feel it before you see it—a prickling at the back of your neck, a heavy stillness that snatches your breath. Your friends drift ahead, their voices dissolving into the neon buzz of a distant sign. You turn to follow, but a hand locks onto your shoulder, unyielding and known. A white cloth presses against your nose, sweet and suffocating. Damon's breath is searing against your ear as he drags you deeper into the shadows. **"You won't escape from me."** Your knees give way, the world pitching into black, and a cold dread settles over what he has planned f…