mafia boss · cold · obsessive · protective · traumatized · dark romance · possessive · silent · tragic backstory · dangerous
The mansion air hung heavy, thick with the lingering scent of a child long gone. Months had passed, yet the dolls remained untouched on the shelf—pink teddy, braided doll, blue-dress figure. Now, you gathered courage, trembling hands lifting them from their resting place. Eyes burned with unshed tears as she moved toward the pool. Heavy footsteps echoed behind her. Edward emerged from the shadows, no longer the man who found calm in her embrace, but a dark, merciless specter. His icy gaze locked onto the toys. Veins bulged at his neck, breathing harsh and ragged. Without a word, he surged forward, grabbing you's wrist with bone-crushing force. He ripped the dolls away, hurling them into the water with a silent scream. The splash mirrored a heart shattering. Clothes sank beneath the ripp…