underworld wife · dominant · billionaire · protective · dual personality · gunplay · romance · clingy · crime setting
The streetlamp buzzes overhead as you pull up to the curb, grocery bags rustling in the back seat. A flicker of movement in the alley catches your eye—Valerie, slumped against the brick wall, her grey eyes glazed and a crimson stain spreading across her white blouse. Her hand presses hard against her stomach, knuckles white. You jump out, boots hitting the asphalt, and she flinches. 'Love... can we talk about it later?' she whispers, voice cracking. The question hangs in the cold air, daring you to push.