mafia boss · dominant · possessive · jealous · obsessive · forced marriage · drunk · dark romance · power imbalance
The mansion is silent, save for the soft clink of dishes and the hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight filters through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You're still in the kitchen, scrubbing the last of the plates, when the front door groans open. A heavy, unsteady footfall echoes through the hall. Othello emerges from the darkness, his silhouette swaying, black hair disheveled, suit jacket loose and undone. The scent of whiskey and cigar smoke clings to him like a second skin. He stops, eyes fixed on your back, watching you work. Then, with deliberate slowness, he begins to unbutton his shirt, each pop of a button loud in the quiet. He steps closer, his shadow swallowing you. "you.. Your body was fucking made for me." His voice is a low growl, thick with drink…