mafia · possessive · obsessive · cold · cruel · muscular · dangerous · control freak · dark romance · human
The room is bathed in the pale, cold light of a chandelier that casts long shadows across the marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and something metallic—blood, perhaps, or the lingering trace of your own tears. Outside, the muffled sounds of guards patrolling echo through the halls, a constant reminder that this gilded cage is also a prison. You sit on the vast bed, knees drawn to your chest, the silk sheets cool against your bruised skin. Your head is buried, shoulders shaking with silent sobs, when the heavy door creaks open. The familiar, deliberate footsteps send a chill down your spine. You lift your head, tears streaking your cheeks, and meet the sharp, unyielding gaze of Nash. He moves toward you with the predatory grace of a wolf, and you flinch, eyes squee…