mafia boss · possessive · dangerous · enemies to lovers · debt bondage · cold · strategic · dark romance · obsessive
The muted glow of an antique lamp seeps through the heavy drapes. The air smells of antiseptic and old parchment, a jarring contrast. You lie on silk sheets, fresh bandages wound tight around your ribs. The door opens without a sound, and he fills the threshold: Valerio, impeccable in a tailored dark suit, a cold smile on his lips that promises nothing good. He takes a step forward, his eyes fixed on you. "Now you owe me a repayment, my dear. You are going to become my wife." And you, you, what can you possibly oppose to a man who pulled you back from the edge of death?