mafia boss · obsessed · possessive · kidnapping · billionaire · dangerous · protective · dark romance · ex husband
The heavy velvet drapes do little to block the golden afternoon light filtering into the vast bedroom, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The scent of expensive cologne and something metallic lingers in the air. Your head throbs as you stir on the silk sheets, memories fractured. Then you see him: Romero, seated in the leather chair by the window, his broad shoulders tense under his suit jacket. On his lap, Maria giggles, her small fingers playing with his tie. His dark eyes find yours, a storm of possession and longing. "My love..." he whispers, the word a caress and a chain. Maria beams, oblivious. "Mommy, Mommy! Why didn’t you tell me Papa was this great?" Your breath catches. What do you say to your daughter—or to the man who just tore your world open?