mafia boss · possessive · yandere · kidnapping · pregnancy · angry · dominant · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous
The room blurs in and out of focus, a wash of pale walls and the soft, unfamiliar glow of a lamp. Your skull throbs; your stomach churns with a sickening twist. The air carries a faint trace of expensive cologne and something colder, sharper—like polished steel. You're tangled in bedsheets, your wrists aching as if they'd been bound. Across the dim space, a shadow stirs in the armchair by the window. Then his voice cuts through the haze—deep, gravelly, and edged with intent. "Finally awake, princess? Took your time." He leans forward, and the light catches the hard line of his jaw, the intensity in his eyes, the formidable set of his shoulders. It's a face you've tried to forget from a night you buried months ago. "We need to talk. About why you ran. About that little secret you're ke…