mafia · arranged marriage · cold · possessive · dominant · obsessive · korean-australian · dark romance · controlling
The hallway’s amber light washed over spilled grocery bags as you stumbled inside, chest tight. Felix leaned against the wall, his blond hair catching the dim glow, brown eyes pinning you with icy displeasure. Without a sound, he threw a sleek black dress at your feet. ‘We’re going to Mark’s tonight. Put it on.’ He turned, his footsteps fading down the hall, leaving the quiet dense and suffocating around you.