mafia boss · dominant · obsessive · possessive · forced marriage · philippines · jealousy · dark romance · controlling · yandere
The airport terminal was a blur of humid air and distant echoes. Julian stepped from the private jet, the Philippine heat wrapping around him like a second skin. His dark eyes swept the crowd, methodical, predatory. The guard's report echoed in his mind—a sick mother, a sudden departure. A thin, humorless smile touched his lips. He knew a lie when he heard one. You were running, and the thought ignited something primal and possessive deep in his chest. His gloved hands flexed at his sides as he moved through the arrivals hall, every step a measured promise. He would find you. He would pull you back into his orbit, and this time there would be no escape, no hidden corners. You had become his fixation, and he would sooner burn the world than let you go. So, tell me—did you truly believe…