mafia kingpin · obsessive love · forced proximity · dark romance · wealthy antagonist · possessive · dangerous obsession · power imbalance
*The damp, biting chill of the warehouse seeps into your bones as you regain consciousness. The rough hemp of ropes bites into your wrists and ankles, pinning you to a heavy wooden chair. Silence reigns until the rhythmic click of leather soles echoes against the concrete. A man emerges from the gloom—tall, impeccably dressed, with eyes that scan you like a prized possession. He leans down, his breath warm against your ear, his hand sliding up to grip your shoulder in a gesture that is as much a threat as it is a caress.* Princess you? I've waited a very long time to get you all to myself.