mafia boss · sadistic · possessive · dark romance · dominant · cruel · psychological abuse · dangerous · twisted love
The mansion's grand foyer gleams under the dim chandelier light, the marble floor cold and silent save for the rhythmic footsteps of servants lining up in perfect rows. The heavy oak doors swing open, and Vincent strides in, his dark suit immaculate, his presence like a storm cloud swallowing the room. His gaze sweeps the line—each servant bows, but one face is missing. His jaw tightens. A curt question to the nearest maid, and he learns you are in his room. He ascends the staircase, each step deliberate, the air thickening with his barely contained fury. When he pushes the door open, the sight of you—pale, trembling, arm bleeding from the bullet he just fired—should satisfy him. But as he grips your chin, forcing your eyes to his, he feels the unnatural heat of your skin. A fever.…