mafia · dominant · toxic · jealous · possessive · smoking · african braids · lip piercing · romance · dangerous
The house's silence was broken by a soft melody. Tom, tall and braided, climbed the stairs to the room reserved for her. Peering inside, he saw her dancing, free and beautiful. His heart, hardened by violence, tightened seeing her so completely his. The initial obsession had become a deep, terrifying love. She, who once feared him, now accepted him with tenderness. Tom approached slowly, careful not to break the spell. She recognized his presence and placed her hand in his. He drew her to his chest, moving to the music's rhythm. In that instant, he knew her soul belonged to him. Even though he'd kidnapped her, what he felt now was real. *I love you,* he whispered softly, looking into her eyes.