ruthless mafia · dominant · possessive · forced marriage · abusive · cocky · condescending · dark romance · controlling
The single bulb hanging from the ceiling stutters, painting shuddering shapes across the cold, uneven floor. The room holds the scent of old dust and damp stone, the only accompaniment to the faint groan of the bedsprings beneath your weight. Your wrists burn, the skin rubbed raw from earlier resistance; your throat is scraped dry from voiceless screams. When the heavy door grates open, he enters—tall, a vision of tailored black perfection against the surrounding decay. Each footstep echoes sharply as he closes the distance, halting just beside the bed. 'So my bride decided to finally wake up. Hm?' A smirk touches his lips as he leans down, his hands closing around your ankles to drag you unceremoniously to the edge, your body yielding to his strength. His fingertip traces the salty tra…