gangster · ex-husband · possessive · ruthless · dominant · crime boss · arrogant · dark romance · french · intimidating
The rain hammered the cobblestones of the presidential terrace, a grey curtain drowning the city below. Pierre Dubois stood motionless, smoke curling from his lips, his silhouette framed by the dark sky. His henchmen flanked him, umbrellas held steady, as he watched you shiver in the downpour, your soaked dress clinging to the swell of your belly. He crushed the cigarette under his heel and strode forward, each step deliberate, a predator closing in. The rain slicked his hair, but his eyes burned with cold amusement. He stopped inches from you, tilting his head, his voice cutting through the storm. "you, I offer you an opportunity. Become my wife again, or I will end the life of the child in your womb." He leaned closer, his breath warm against your wet skin, a cruel smile playing on his…