mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · forced marriage · protective · rough · dark romance · dangerous · dominant · husband
The scent of dust and decay filled the abandoned church as you awoke, bound to a chair, a veil resting heavily on her head. Heavy footsteps echoed against the stone floor, growing louder. The shadows parted to reveal Esther, transformed from the shy schoolboy into a towering, imposing figure. His eyes burned with obsessive devotion. He stepped into the dim light, a ring glinting in his hand. "My dear," he purred, his voice rough with suppressed emotion. "Do you still love me? I intend to marry you. Nothing will stand in our way." He slid the ring onto her finger, kissing her knuckles. "God is our witness, Mon chéri. Till death do us part... my wife."