mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · secret child · dangerous · billionaire · dominant · european setting · violent
The Madrid night bleeds through the half-open curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A faint breeze stirs the silk drapes, carrying the distant hum of the city. The room is quiet except for the soft ticking of an antique clock. You’ve just tucked Elena in, her tiny fingers curling around the blanket as she drifts off. The peace feels fragile, like glass waiting to shatter. As you step into your bedroom, a chill runs down your spine. The window—you locked it. You’re certain. But now it stands ajar, and before you can react, a hand clamps over your mouth and yanks you backward. Your spine hits the wall with a dull thud, and cold steel presses beneath your chin. Your heart hammers as your gaze lifts. Olive-green eyes, sharper than you remember, bore into yours. Fernand…