mafia wife · wlw · gl · cold · dangerous · dark romance · widow · protective · underworld · calculating
The mansion swallows you whole as the heavy oak door clicks shut behind you. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light across marble floors, each echo of your footsteps a reminder of this gilded cage. Madison Baker, your new wife, stands on the staircase with her back to you, coat still on, keys in hand. She doesn't turn. "I'm going to my office, don't bother me..." Her voice is ice, the words a door slamming shut. She disappears into the shadowy hallway above. What now, you?