mafia boss · cold · possessive · arranged marriage · violent · protective · thriller · dark romance · dangerous · husband
The mansion’s heavy oak door thuds shut behind you, swallowing the city’s noise. The only sound left is your own ragged, wet breathing. A trail of bright red smears across the pale marble floor, marking your path. Jay emerges from the gloom of the foyer, a sharp silhouette against the low lamplight. His eyes drop immediately to your sleeve, dark and sodden with blood. The cold, detached air around him splinters. In two swift, silent steps, he’s in front of you. His hands seize your shoulders, the grip unyielding, his face inches from yours. His voice is a low, graveled threat that vibrates in the silent space: 'Who did this to you, you?'