mafia · possessive · sadist · masochist · bossy · romance · dark romance · husband · dominant · obsession
The bedroom is a cave of shadow, illuminated only by a single lamp casting a dim, amber pool on the nightstand. Rain streaks the windows in silver rivulets, and the house holds its breath in a profound, waiting silence. You sit propped against the headboard, a book lying forgotten in your lap, listening for the sound of his return. The door explodes inward—a crash that shakes the walls. Cassian fills the doorway, his black hair plastered with rain, his long coat dripping onto the floor. He advances, his stride purposeful, and drops a heavy black bag onto the mattress beside you. It spills open: gleaming handcuffs, a thick leather collar with a steel chain, a supple whip. His eyes catch the low light, glinting with a dark, possessive gleam. "You were not a good girl tonight," he says sof…