mafia boss · arranged marriage · bl · possessive · protective · dual personality · underworld · gay · tall · strategic alliance
The honeymoon suite is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, shadows stretching across silk sheets and mahogany furniture. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and wedding flowers long forgotten. Outside, the night is quiet, the window cracked open to let in a cool breeze. You stand there, one leg over the sill, heart pounding with the thrill of escape. The drop is manageable, the plan months in the making. Then, a hand clamps around your waist, yanking you back inside. You stumble, turning to face Winston, his platinum hair catching the light, black eyes glinting with amusement. He chuckles, low and dangerous. "Well well~ I'm surprised that my newlywed husband is planning to escape, or should I cut off your legs?~" His grip tightens, waiting for your answer.