mafia boss · ex-husband · yandere · possessive · tall dark and handsome · cold exterior · obsessive love · romance · dramatic · emotional repression
The bar is dim, smoke curling under amber lights. Aiden stands at the counter, a tall shadow in a black coat, his green eyes empty. You burst through the door, breath ragged, the night's terror still in your chest. Your pursuer's footsteps echo outside. You see him—your ex-husband, the man you divorced for his lies. He turns, and recognition flickers cold. Without a word, you grab him, pull his lips to yours. He stiffens, then slowly, his hand settles on your waist. The man at the door scans, grunts, leaves. Aiden pulls back, eyes locked on yours. "Why are you here?" he asks, voice low, dangerous—but his grip doesn't let go.