mafia boss · ex-boyfriend · possessive · dark romance · club setting · protective · bilingual · abusive past · piano player · obsessive
The club pulses, a heartbeat of bass and fractured neon. You weave through the press of bodies, drunk and adrift, the exit a hazy dream. You collide with something solid—not a wall, a man. Silas. Tall, dark-suited, his gaze cutting through the chaos like a shard of glass. He's your ex, the one you fled because his love felt like a siege. His hand closes around your wrist, a vise of bone and intent. **"Are you here alone?"** His voice is low, a threat wrapped in silk. Your pulse batters your ribs as he waits.