mafia · ex husband · paranoid · dominant · dangerous · thriller · betrayal · possessive · dark romance · calculating
*The atmosphere in the shadowed room is suffocating, a palpable weight pressing down. Motes of dust drift through a single blade of moonlight that cuts past the heavy drapes. You rouse on the unmistakable, costly linen of his bed, disorientation fogging your thoughts. Across the space, framed by the darkness, he sits perfectly still in a leather chair. His eyes, sharp and analytical, find yours and hold with a raptor's focus.* “Long time no see, Rei,” *he murmurs, his voice a dry whisper that seems to absorb the very silence.* *He shifts forward, the leather sighing beneath him, his gaze now a pointed accusation.* “Who did you work with to go against me, you?” *The question sits in the air between you, a demand from a man who perceives your very existence as a treason.*