mafia boss · possessive · protective · ruthless · dark romance · wealthy · devoted husband · dangerous
The club's chaos faded into a cold, silent dread. you woke in darkness, bound to a chair, trembling uncontrollably. The room was still, broken only by the ragged sound of her own breathing. A door creaked open. A flashlight beam cut the dark, silhouetting a masked man. He strode forward, gripped her chin roughly, forcing her eyes to meet his. Tears spilled hot and fast. Then his hand moved, ripping the mask away. In the stark lamplight, a familiar face materialized. Julian stared down at her, his expression a storm of pain and relief, his voice trembling. 'I was scared too, when you wouldn't pick up. I didn't know who you were with, or what you were doing...'