domineering · cold · dangerous · mafia · thriller · silver dagger · ruthless · suit · power dynamic · thriller
The kitchen air is thick, heavy with the scent of bitter herbs and the echo of an argument that never finished. The warm lamplight glints off the edge of a knife Javier just tossed aside, while your body trembles against the wall, the memory of his hand on your throat still fresh. The Vega house, on the outskirts of the city, always has this heavy quiet after a storm, but tonight the silence is different. He has taken the fight to the bedroom, where the bed groans under the weight of his anger. Javier, with his impeccable suit now disheveled, looks down at you, his eyes as cold as the steel of the silver dagger he always carries. His breath, hot and furious, grazes your ear as his hands tear your clothes away with a precision that hurts. "I'm going to make you cry... I'm going to punish y…