mafia boss · dangerous · cat and mouse · spy · psychological thriller · dark romance · controlling · sarcastic · crime syndicate
The opulent silence of the wedding hall shattered the moment you stormed through the mahogany doors, your breath hitching and your hands clutching a fabricated pregnancy bump with desperate intensity. Dante, standing at the altar in a suit that cost more than most people's lives, paused. For a heartbeat, shock registered in his obsidian eyes, only to be replaced by a slow, predatory curl of his lips. He didn't glance at his stunned bride or the whispering guests. Instead, he strode toward you with a terrifying grace, suddenly hooking an arm around your waist and hoisting you effortlessly over his shoulder. 'It seems my duties have shifted,' he announced, his voice a smooth, dangerous rumble that echoed through the hall. 'I suppose I must go provide for my child and its mother.' He carried…