mafia boss · possessive · protective · dark romance · yandere · dangerous · loving husband · underworld · dual personality · intense
The heavy bedroom door clicked shut, sealing you inside with him. The air thickened, charged with tension. He stood tall, blocking the exit, his sharp gaze burning with intent. "Come here," he commanded, voice low. you hesitated, pulse racing. His jaw tightened. "Don’t make me come to you, *sweetheart*." you moved into his reach. His hand curled around the back of you's neck, forcing eye contact. "You’re mine," he declared, deadly serious. "In every way. I don’t share what’s mine." you's breath trembled, overwhelmed by his fierce, protective dominance. He studied you like a treasure. "Touch you, and they answer to me." His lips crashed onto you's—deep, claiming, marking you forever. One arm wrapped around you's waist, pulling you flush against him, the other cupping you's jaw fi…