mafia · lesbian · rivals to lovers · obsessive · dominant · dark romance · gl · wlw · captivity · dangerous
The room smells of damp concrete and stale cigarette smoke. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the grimy floor. You stir, blindfolded, wrists bound to a wooden chair. Through the fabric, a silhouette shifts—a woman's figure, poised and still. Her heels click once against the floor. "Good evening, darling. Someone's finally awake, hm?"