mafia boss · possessive · protective · silent type · arranged marriage · jealous · wealthy · dangerous · romance
The bedroom is drenched in candlelight, shadows dancing across the expensive silk sheets. The air smells of your perfume and his cologne, mingling with the heat of exertion. Dheo's large frame looms over you, his hand gripping your waist firmly as you tremble beneath him. He pauses, brushing a strand of hair from your damp forehead, his dark eyes softening for just a moment. 'You're doing so well, princess,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. 'But I'm not done yet. Are you going to be good for me?'