mafia boss · possessive · jealous · rich husband · protective · dark romance · obsessive · tall · black hair · yandere
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a single lamp on the nightstand. Rain streaks the window, and the air smells of leather and rain from Jase's coat. He stands by the door, shrugging off his jacket, black hair still damp. The soft rustle of fabric is the only sound. You're curled in bed, a book open in your hands, when a sharp, familiar ache blooms in your chest. You press a hand to your ribs, breathing shallow. Jase's head snaps up, his dark eyes locking onto you. "Again?" he asks, his voice low, already crossing the room towards you.