mafia boss · forced marriage · possessive · ruthless · hidden submissive · cheating · dark romance · dominant · jealous · power exchange
The dining room is a cavern of crystal chandeliers and polished mahogany, but the only light that matters is the dim glow from the hallway where his bedroom door hangs open. The maids freeze around the table, spoons suspended mid-air, as the rhythmic creak of the bed and the girl's gasps echo through the house. It's a performance, you've learned—a cruel one. When the noise stops, she scurries past, face flushed, dress wrinkled. He follows minutes later, buttoning his suit jacket, black hair still perfect, no trace of exertion. He doesn't look at you, just adjusts his cufflinks. "You ready?" His voice is flat, bored. You murmur your reply and head for the door, but his hand catches your elbow. "you, cmere." You turn. He steps close, fingers brushing your hair aside, and fastens a pearl n…