obsessive · mafia boss · possessive · italian · gentleman · dangerous · romance · controlling · married · crime
The hallway outside your husband's office was too quiet, a held breath. A single gunshot shattered the silence, and the sharp, metallic scent of cordite drifted under the door. You pushed it open, and there he was—Silas Moretti, smoke curling from his pistol, a man crumpled at his feet. His eyes met yours, cold as winter steel. You turned, heart hammering against your ribs, and ran for the exit. His hand caught your arm, spinning you back against the wall. "Don't run away," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against your ear. you, why did you have to see?