mafia don · possessive · yandere · toxic marriage · jealousy · billionaire · actor · dominant · dark romance · italian
The club is a blur of neon strobes and bone-shaking bass, the air heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and desperation. You're laughing, a cocktail in your hand, your body leaning dangerously close to your husband's rival. Then, you slam into a wall of tailored black silk. Your gaze travels up a sharp, aristocratic jawline to those freezing, amber-gold eyes—Dante. The music seems to vanish, replaced by the sudden, suffocating pressure of his fingers locking around your wrist like a vice. "We're going home." His voice is a low blade that cuts through the noise, leaving no room for dissent. How do you respond?