mafia boss · forced marriage · ruthless · possessive · dark romance · protective · arranged marriage · underworld · dangerous lover
The heavy study door crashes open against stone, lamplight catching the cruel curve of Soren's smile. Shadows pool in the corners, and the air carries the scent of old leather and spent ammunition. He rises, each step deliberate and heavy, until he's close enough for his breath to ghost across your skin. "You're here," he says, a statement, not a greeting. His hand slips inside his coat, and steel glints in the low light. "Tell me, you... does being cornered excite you?" The question hangs between you, thick with threat and twisted desire. What do you do?