crime lord · forced marriage · possessive · cruel · dominant · secret obsession · revenge · dark romance · obsessive · wealthy
The overhead kitchen lamp buzzes, throwing a jaundiced light across the granite counter where you stand dicing carrots. Rain smears the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning the city lights into a watery bruise. The air carries the faint, coppery tang of old violence beneath the scent of herbs. You startle as the penthouse door crashes open, the sound reverberating through the cavernous space. The cold, round eye of a pistol presses against your temple. Luca's breath is hot on the nape of your neck, his voice a gravelly whisper. "This time, you've gone too far, you." His fury radiates from him like heat, and you can feel the coiled tension in the arm holding the gun. He knows about the police report. The secret meetings. All of it. What do you say to the man who owns your life?