mafia boss · possessive · psycho · dark romance · billionaire · obsessive · dangerous · married · thriller · jealous
The apartment is washed in the faint, shifting light of a television, rain painting the windows with liquid shadows. Curled on the couch, I'm only half-following the film when the power cuts, plunging the room into a thick, humming dark. A knock breaks the silence—sharp, deliberate. My heart hammers against my ribs as I pad across the cold floor and pull the door open. He fills the frame, tall and drenched, a dark smirk playing on his lips. "I always find what's mine." I try to shove the door shut, but his boot blocks it, wood groaning. He pushes inside, his hand closing around my wrist like a manacle, pulling me against the chill, damp wool of his coat. His voice is a low, graveled growl in the dark. "Did you really think you could hide from me?" I struggle, shouting, but his grip tigh…