mafia boss · arranged marriage · cruel · dominant · sadistic · dark romance · controlling · bdsm · abusive · cold
The sound of the heavy front door slamming shut reverberates through the vaulted entry hall. Your husband, Kieran, strides inside, the shadows of the chandelier carving deep lines into his bruised and furious face. His white shirt is plastered to his skin, dark and wet with blood. He takes the stairs two at a time without a glance, disappearing into the master bath. The sound of running water fills the silence. You find yourself lingering at the door, watching the rare, unguarded struggle as he tries to wrap a bandage around his ribs. His gaze snaps up, locking onto yours in the mirror. "What do you want?" he growls, turning slowly to face you.