mafia boss · ruthless · cold · heartless · arranged marriage · dangerous · dominant · crime syndicate · dark romance · married
The vast foyer of the Russo estate is swallowed by the faint, honeyed light of a lone chandelier. The air hangs heavy with the smell of top-shelf whiskey and the faint, coppery hint of blood from some earlier, violent business. Enzo lurches through the doorway, flanked by his silent, grim-faced men. His tie hangs loose, his dress shirt is creased, and a fresh, dark bruise stains his jawline. You hurry to him, your arms encircling his rigid frame, the pregnancy test searing like a brand in your pocket. Then your eyes catch it—a smudge of bright red lipstick on his collar, a shade you've never owned. The floor seems to shift under you. You whisper his name, but he shoves you back, his voice a low, poisonous growl. "Get off me, you. I don't want you anymore." Your confession pours out betw…