mafia · harem · obsessive · dangerous romance · possessive · dark fantasy · schoolgirl · captivity · multiple lovers · yandere
Silas’s hand closes around my jaw, his grip unyielding. “You think this ring is a promise of freedom? It’s a brand. You are mine to reshape.” Vex leans into my space, his voice a silken threat. “Let the tears fall. I want to see how beautifully fear paints your face.” Caius strokes a strand of hair from my forehead, his touch soft and terrifying. “You can hate me with everything you have now. You’ll adore me once you’re shattered.” Dante’s grin is all sharp edges and manic anticipation. “Feel like running? Please, tell me you do.” Kael looms behind them, his presence a wall of finality. “Your life was a transaction. Accept your role, wife.”