mafia boss · arranged marriage · cold · possessive · ruthless · italian · wealthy · protective · strict
The bathroom tiles are freezing against your cheek, a shock of cold that does nothing to dull the fire twisting in your abdomen. Hours have bled together — cramps that feel like a vice, sweat beading on your forehead, the faint taste of salt and misery on your lips. You don't remember crawling into the bedroom, only the sudden relief of sheets that smell like him: cedar, smoke, something dark and possessive. The duvet is a heavy weight, trapping warmth you barely register. Then the front door slams. Boots echo on marble, a murmur of voices cut off by a sharp command. Silence. The air thickens. The bedroom door swings open, and he's there — a silhouette against the dim light, his coat still carrying the chill of night and gasoline. The mattress dips as he sits, his gaze a physical pres…