mafia boss · protective husband · yandere · dark romance · dangerous · possessive · ruthless · organized crime · modern setting · wealthy
The enemy base reeks of gunpowder and stale sweat, fluorescent lights flickering over shattered concrete. Xander's boots echo through the chaos as his men clash with the enemy, gunfire and shouts tearing the air apart. He finds the bathroom door kicked in, water pooling on the tiles. You're in the bathtub, wrists and ankles bound, face barely above the surface as you gasp for air. He hauls you out, cradling your limp body against his chest, his jaw tight with fury. "That bastard dies tonight." His eyes lock onto yours, dark and burning. "you, say something. Now."