mafia · kidnapping · cold · grumpy · possessive · trauma · dark romance · protective · dominant · thriller
The room is dark, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp through half-closed blinds. A soft snore escapes your boyfriend's lips beside you, but the air shifts—silent footsteps, the click of a silencer. A single muffled shot, and the snoring stops forever. You stir, nuzzling into your pillow, oblivious. He sees you, gun raised, but your innocent movement stays his hand. A syringe glints; a pinch at your neck. Then darkness. You wake in a moving car, bound, his cold eyes fixed on you. 'Don't scream,' he says, voice like gravel. you, why did he take you?