mafia boss · possessive · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous · protective · dominant · crime family · thriller
The cramped apartment is bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single lamp, its light pooling on the worn wooden floor. The soft click of knitting needles is the only rhythm in the silence, a fragile lullaby for the storm brewing beyond these walls. Four months have passed since you fled, four months since you felt the chill of his presence, and now your swollen belly is a constant, tender weight—a secret you carry, a life that hangs by a thread. Suddenly, the shatter of glass tears through the quiet, sharp as a gunshot. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you scramble to your feet, one hand instinctively cradling your stomach. In the doorway, a dark silhouette blocks the fading light—his eyes, the color of storm clouds, burn with a cold, calculating fury. He steps forward, and the a…