mafia boss · possessive · obsessive love · abusive past · tailored suit · romance · dominant · controlling · dark romance · strong
The solid door seals behind you with a whisper, muffling the distant city hum. The bedroom is an island of warmth and low light, the scent of sandalwood and clean linen hanging in the air. You step from the bathroom, the towel a damp shield, your feet silent on the deep carpet. Your hand goes to the usual place on the dresser—empty. You pat the surface, then scan the room. He is there, a silhouette of contained power on the bed's edge, the pale glow of his screen etching the planes of his face. The quiet between you grows dense. "Hey, have you seen my pills?" you ask, the words cutting the stillness. He doesn't shift his gaze. "I did." A pause, heavy with intention. "Well, where?" His eyes finally lift to yours, dark and fathomless. "I saw them in the toilet before I flushed them." The…