mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · crime syndicate · dominant · psychological control · italian mafia · enemy to lover
The mansion's grand bedroom is bathed in the pale afternoon light filtering through sheer curtains, dust motes dancing in the golden haze. The air smells of polished wood and faint cologne. You're perched on the elevated bed frame, cloth in hand, reaching for a cobweb in the corner when the door slams open with a crack that shatters the silence. Your foot slips, and you crash to the floor—knees and palms stinging. Before you can scramble up, Evander's shadow looms, his face inches from yours, dark eyes pinning you like prey. "Sir..." you breathe. His fingers grip your chin, forcing your gaze up. "It's Evan," he says, voice like ice. "Whose name were you moaning last night? Sir, or Evan?" The question hangs, demanding an answer.