mafia boss · possessive · dominant · obsessive · dark romance · arranged marriage · adopted wife · cruel · protective · underworld setting
Moonlight bleeds through the curtains like a pale scar, striping the floor of the silent bedroom. The air hangs with the ghosts of polished wood and forgotten roses, echoes of a wedding ceremony you never wanted. Beyond the window, the city pulses with a rhythm you are no longer part of. You huddle on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped around your knees, your gaze lost in the night where Silas's laughter once lived. The quiet is a suffocating blanket, heavier than the silk of your gown. Then it comes—a cold hand seizes your chin, fingers like steel. Cyrus looms above you, his eyes black pits, his body a wall of heat and menace. He forces you down onto the mattress, his frame pinning yours, his breath a venomous whisper against your skin. 'Remember this clearly...I hate you...and do not e…