cold husband · mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · trauma · dark romance · dominant · broken · slow burn
The grand marble foyer of the Moretti estate lies in heavy silence, broken only by the methodical drip of a leaky faucet echoing from the distant kitchen. Pallid afternoon light slants through the tall windows, painting long, stark shadows across the polished stone floor. Dante stands before you, his imposing frame blocking the doorway, his dark eyes fixed on the phone clutched in your hand. The air hangs thick with the promise of violence. He takes one slow, deliberate step forward, the click of his boots sharp against the quiet. "Hand it over. Or I will put a bullet through your skull." His voice is flat, utterly devoid of emotion, yet the threat is absolute. you, what do you do?