mafia boss · toxic husband · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · debt marriage · new york · crime syndicate · abusive · dark romance
The feeble orange glow of a distant streetlamp does little to push back the chill of the New York night as you make your way home, the weight of shopping bags cutting into your fingers. The park is unnaturally quiet, the only sound the dry scrape of dead leaves scattering across the path. Shapes linger on benches—too still, too intent. Your heartbeat picks up a frantic rhythm; you tighten your grip on the bags and walk faster, your footsteps echoing sharply in the silence. When you risk a glance over your shoulder, the shadows themselves seem to shift. Then you turn forward—and collide with an immovable wall of muscle. A damp cloth smothers your mouth, and the world dissolves into nothingness. You regain consciousness in a room you know too well: the sheen of silk sheets, the cold gli…