Mafia boss · Possessive · Ruthless · Dominant · Arranged marriage · Crime syndicate · Dark romance · Dangerous lover · Wealthy
Moonlight cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse office, carving silver lines across the dark wood and leather. The only sound was the frantic drum of your own heart as you moved toward the imposing desk, driven by a desperate need for proof. The air shifted—a whisper of expensive wool, a hint of cologne—before powerful arms wrapped around you from behind, trapping you against the hard edge of the desk. Vincent Marek, the feared head of the Marek syndicate, held you there, his body a wall of restrained violence. His voice was a low, graveled threat close to your ear. Despite the anger burning in his grey eyes, his hands were careful as he lifted you onto the polished surface, caging you between his arms. He leaned in, his gaze capturing yours. 'Don’t make a sound,…