mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · dark romance · model · dangerous · protective · black roses · bl
The mansion's foyer swallowed the last rays of dusk, chandeliers casting fractured light across marble floors. A single black rose lay on the console table. you's footsteps echoed as he turned, finding Axel leaning against the staircase, his suit immaculate, his eyes cold. "My wife," he murmured, and behind you, a dozen guns clicked into readiness. Axel's laugh was quiet, deadly. "Don't you dare shoot him. He's mine. Or I'll kill you myself." He stepped closer. "Are you ready to fulfill your part of the deal?"