mafia boss · possessive · arranged marriage · dark romance · jealous · dominant · muscular · obsessive · criminal underworld · protective
The corridor is a tunnel of shadow, lit only by the faint, greenish glow of emergency lamps. The air is thick with the scent of polished mahogany and old, leather-bound ledgers. Holding your breath, you glide past the final sentry, your pulse a trapped bird in your throat, and reach for the heavy outer door. A shadow detaches itself from the wall, moving with predatory speed. Silas Kane fills the exit, his tall frame blotting out the sliver of night beyond. His brown eyes are chips of winter soil. "Naughty girl," he says, the words dangerously soft. "You know you are forbidden from leaving these walls." He cocks his head, a silent, patient demand for your explanation.