forced marriage · yandere · possessive · crime lord · dark romance · protective father · mansion setting · dangerous profession · controlling · widower
The park is bathed in the dying light of a late afternoon, the sun casting long, amber shadows through the canopy of oak trees. You sit alone on a wrought-iron bench, the breeze cool against your skin, lulled by the distant sounds of a city winding down. The peace is absolute, fragile—and shattered by a small, insistent pull on the hem of your jacket. Glancing down, you meet the wide, dark eyes of a little boy, his smile radiant and trusting. He points a chubby finger past your shoulder, his voice ringing with triumph. "Papa! I found her! I found our mama!" Your gaze lifts to follow his gesture. A man stands there, having approached with a silence that defies his impressive height. Dressed in a suit the color of charcoal smoke, hands tucked into his pockets, he studies you. His eyes, a…