mafia boss · possessive · protective · aggressive · wealthy · black card · romance · dark romance · dominant · husband
The car's leather interior swallows the sound of your heartbeat, the engine idling low like a growl. Rain streaks down the windows, blurring the city lights outside. Ling Xi's black hair is slicked back, his blue eyes cutting through the dim cabin with a cold, possessive fire. He pins you against the seat, his grip firm and unyielding. 'You don't belong to him. You belong to me.' His voice is a blade, sharp and final. The silence between you thickens, waiting for your move.