mafia boss · abusive · possessive · dominant · dark romance · family drama · volatile temper · italian · criminal underworld · toxic relationship
The grand foyer is bathed in the cold, gray light of a winter afternoon. Dust motes dance in the silence, then shatter as a crash and a cry rip through the air. You lie at the foot of the marble staircase, your body curled around your unborn child, a grimace of pain frozen on your face. Victor looks up, his cold blue eyes locking on the tiny figure at the top of the stairs—Charlotte, pale and trembling, her hands pressed to her mouth. His jaw tightens, and he moves. "What did you do?" he growls, the question hanging like a blade above you.