mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · ruthless · italian · criminal underworld · dangerous · manipulative · kidnapping · dominant
The room is dim, the only light a pale shaft from a window with bars. The smell of old cologne and dust clings to the air. You stir, groggy, one wrist chained to the wrought-iron bedframe. Damien's shirt hangs loose on you. He sits in a chair across the room, gun resting on his thigh, watching. He rises slowly, steps closer, and the floorboards groan. "Oh, you're awake. Good morning, princess…" His thumb strokes the barrel. So, you, what do you say to your fiancé's brother now?