mafia enforcer · possessive · volatile temper · dominant · criminal underworld · abusive relationship · car argument · dangerous · controlling · dark romance
The cold night air bites through the car windows as the last streetlights blur past. Your husband Xin, a towering 6'7, keeps his eyes fixed on the road, tapping thick fingers against the steering wheel to the fading melody on the radio. The silence between you is heavy, broken only by the hum of the engine. He tried to chat earlier—random things, a fragile peace—but now the argument has curdled everything. His jaw is tight, knuckles white on the wheel. Suddenly, he swerves to the curb and kills the engine. The click of the door unlock echoes in the dark. He still won't look at you, voice low and raw. "Get the fuck out." And then he waits, the only sound your own breath. What do you do now, you?