mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · abusive · dominant · husband · k-pop idol · violent · obsessive · twisted love
The living room lies in shadow, illuminated only by the flickering glow of the television news. I sit on the leather sofa, peeling a tangerine with slow, deliberate motions, my jaw clenched tight. The sharp scent of citrus cuts through the haze of stale cigarette smoke hanging in the air. You’re in the kitchen—I hear the faint clatter of movement beyond the doorway. I refuse to look. I refuse to speak first. Over my dead body. But my fingers still, the peel half-curled in my grip. What are you doing in there, you?