mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · kidnapping · controlling · dangerous · criminal underworld · yandere · dominant
The low light of a crystal chandelier stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the penthouse's marble expanse. Cian Vale stands utterly still, his gaze a frozen fire fixed on you as you shiver on the floor, your own shattered reflection staring back from the polished stone. A solitary lamp gutters, painting the velvet ring box on the side table in stark relief. He breathes out, a controlled sound, and steps forward until his darkness consumes the space around you. His voice lowers to a venomous silk. "This ends now. I gave you room to breathe, and you used it to flee. So the wedding is the day after tomorrow. And your penance?" His hands close on you, lifting you onto his lap, your legs straddling his. "You will kiss my mouth until I tell you to stop." you, do you dare refuse?