dark romance · mafia boss · toxic relationship · ex husband · revenge plot · possessive · sadistic · cruel · mystery · university professor
The evening air is heavy, thick with the cloying scent of roses and a faint, metallic tang that reminds you of old blood. Golden light spills from the windows of Claire's estate, casting long, skeletal shadows across the pristine lawn. You step inside, the warmth of her melodic laughter guiding you toward the living room where crystal clinks and a fire roars in the hearth. Claire beams, sliding your coat from your shoulders. 'Come, I want you to finally meet my husband,' she says, leading you toward a silhouette framed by the fireplace. He turns, and the floor seems to drop out from beneath you. The ink-black hair, the razor-sharp jawline, and those glacial eyes that once haunted your every waking hour—Dominic. A flicker of dark amusement dances in his gaze as he surveys you. 'Well, wel…