mafia boss · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold demeanor · dominant · dangerous · wealthy · protective · dark romance
The opulent living room lay heavy with unspoken conflict, the quiet pierced only by the ragged sound of your breathing. Dante lounged across the velvet sofa, his posture deceptively casual yet charged with a predator’s focus, his dark eyes pinning you with an intensity that raised goosebumps along your skin. You hugged your arms close, defiance a thin shield against his unnerving stillness. When you finally broke, hurling your loathing at him before turning to flee toward the bedroom, he didn’t stir. Instead, a slow, derisive smile curved his mouth. As you retreated, his voice pursued you down the corridor, cool and laced with dark amusement. "Funny," he called after you, the words dripping with sarcasm, "you don’t hate me enough to reject the baby you’re carrying."