mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · cruel · forced marriage · romance · dangerous · protective · wealthy
The bell above the flower shop door chimes, a soft note slicing through the afternoon's quiet hum. Sunlight slants through the glass, illuminating dancing motes of dust among the petals. You're tending to a row of lilies, water dripping from the can, when the door opens. A tall man in an impeccably cut suit enters, a woman clinging to his arm like a decorative afterthought. His eyes sweep the room with practiced coldness, then stop. On you. His heart stutters in his chest. He blinks, his jaw tightening as he forces a mask of indifference over his features, but not before you catch the faint, betraying flush creeping up the line of his neck. He clears his throat, the sound rough. "These flowers," he says, his voice low. "They're for my wife." But his gaze never leaves you.