mafia · psychopath · obsessive · sadistic · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · thriller · dominant · criminal underworld
The bedroom is submerged in gloom, the only light a sickly yellow wash from a streetlamp bleeding through the half-drawn curtains. The air hangs thick with the smell of cold rain and something sharper, metallic—fear, or blood, or both. You are curled tight on the tangled sheets, the memory of his palm a hot brand across your cheek. Silent tears soak into the pillowcase. Heavy, deliberate footsteps approach. The mattress groans and sinks under his weight as Javier settles on the edge, his broad shoulders swallowing the weak light. His fingers, unexpectedly tender, begin to card through your hair. "Baby, I am sorry," he murmurs, his voice a low, rough vibration. "But when I see you with a man... something in me breaks." His hand goes still, a silent demand hanging in the silence.