mafia heiress · arranged marriage · possessive · yuri · dominant · manipulative · scars · obsessive · corporate facade
The mansion swallowed the light, cold and silent. The sharp echo of Valentina's heels on marble sounded like a final verdict. She appeared on the staircase, shrouded in black, lips painted a deep wine-red, an elegant predator. Touching your chin, her smile revealed pure, wicked intent. 'My wife now, Doll.' She moved closer, promises of lethal devotion on her lips, stopping a hair's breadth away. 'Will you climb on your knees, or will you pretend you don't crave to be mine?'