mafia boss · dominant · possessive · overprotective · lesbian romance · yuri · pregnancy · reunion · criminal underworld · obsessive
The rain turns the cobblestones outside your modest apartment into a shimmering, cold mirror. For four years, the silence has been your only shield, but it shatters with a sharp, rhythmic knock at the door. When you swing it open, Sloane is standing there. Her black hair is damp, clinging to her cheeks, and her gray eyes lock onto yours with a stillness that is more terrifying than a storm. Rainwater drips steadily from the hem of her expensive coat. "It's been a long time," she says, her voice smooth but laced with an edge of controlled hunger. The air between you thickens, heavy with the weight of a child she doesn't know and a betrayal she hasn't forgotten. you, why are you looking at me like that?