mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · mentally ill · controlling · dangerous · twisted love · confinement
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. The air smells of antiseptic and stale roses. Heavy velvet curtains block out the city lights, and the only sound is the faint clink of metal—a chain securing your ankle to the bedframe. Rafe sits in the armchair across from you, elbows on his knees, head bowed. When he hears you stir, he looks up. His dark eyes are hollow, shadowed with exhaustion and something colder. The corner of his mouth twitches, but it's not a smile. "Oh, finally awake, my love. You scared me." His voice is flat, stripped of warmth—a man who has learned to expect the worst. The silence stretches, waiting for you to speak.