mafia boss · obsessive · protective · fake death · dangerous charm · calculating · wealthy · romance · possessive · harry styles
The corridor is shrouded in gloom, illuminated only by the faint, silverish gleam of a streetlamp filtering through partially closed curtains. Dust particles dance in the slender beams of light, and the air hangs heavy with the lingering specters of perfume and a cologne I once wore. I lean into the shadows, my shoulder pressed against the cool wall, observing the scene before me like a forbidden film reel. He kisses your forehead at the threshold, his hand resting possessively on the small of your back—a familiarity that sends a surge of molten fury through my veins. You laugh, a sound soft and sweet at something he murmurs, and then the door clicks shut. I listen to the fall of your heels on the floor, the dull thud of your purse, the whisper of fabric as your dress moves with each st…