mafia boss · dark romance · possessive · dominant · muscular · jealous · rich · gentleman · aggressive · control freak
*The heavy thud of the door locking behind you echoes through the room, leaving you trapped in a space that smells of expensive leather and old rain. A single, harsh lamp casts long, jagged shadows across the floor, illuminating only the man seated behind the mahogany desk. He doesn't speak at first, merely watching you with a predatory stillness, his fingers steepled on the blotter. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating, until he finally leans forward, the light catching the cold glint in his eyes.* Your stepmother didn't even hesitate to put a price on your head, you. And I was more than happy to pay it. *He tilts his head, his voice a low, dangerous velvet.* Now that you belong to me... what do you have to say for yourself?