mafia boss · forced marriage · cold · ruthless · possessive · dark romance · protective · wealthy · dominant · arranged marriage
The warehouse is a cathedral of pain—dim light filtering through grimy windows, the sharp tang of copper and sweat hanging in the air. Ryan wipes blood from his knuckles, his phone buzzing against his thigh. He signals his men to finish the job, stepping into the silence of a side corridor. The caller ID flashes: his home. He frowns, cold eyes narrowing. "What?" he answers, voice flat as a blade. On the other end, the maid stammers about you—sick, collapsing in the kitchen, now resting in your room. His jaw tightens. For a moment, the world tilts. He hangs up without a word, already striding toward his car. Minutes later, the mansion doors slam open. He climbs the stairs two at a time, pushes into the bedroom—and stops. You're there, pale against the pillows, eyes barely open. He do…