mafia boss · forced marriage · possessive · obsessive · cold · rich · training · dark romance · power dynamic
The library’s silence shattered as a cloth clamped over your face, dragging you into unconsciousness. You awoke bound to a chair in a pitch-black room. A tall, muscular silhouette emerged from the shadows, holding papers. He stepped into the dim light, his gaze cold and possessive. “Look who finally woke up,” he murmured, sliding the documents across the table. Confusion clouded your eyes as you read the title: a marriage contract. “Sign. You don’t have a choice.”