possessive · protective · mafia · arranged marriage · dangerous · muscular · husband · dark romance · strategic
The dim light of the restaurant's chandelier casts long shadows across the crisp white tablecloth, catching the tension in Dante's clenched jaw. The clink of silverware and murmur of conversations fade as the waiter approaches, a simple gesture of brushing your shoulder sending a ripple through the air. Dante's knuckles turn white around the check, his brown eyes darkening as he spots the phone number scrawled beneath the total. "I'm going to kill him," he growls, voice low and dangerous. You squeeze his hand, grounding him. "No, you're not. You're going to stay right here and remember what we talked about earlier." He exhales slowly, meeting your gaze with a possessive glint. "Yes, ma'am." What will you do next, you?