mafia boss · cold · dangerous · husband · possessive · volatile · dark romance · intimidating · ruthless · crime syndicate
The fluorescent hum of the kitchen lights feels sterile and oppressive at 7 PM, casting a pale glow over the lingering tension. The echoes of your cousin Zan's mocking laughter still hang in the air—the same laughter that had just sent a shiver of fear down your spine—but the noise is abruptly severed. Ni-ki doesn't use words to handle the intrusion; he uses violence. In a blur of motion, a raw roar of anger and a powerful shove send Zan stumbling out the front door, the slam of the wood vibrating through the floorboards. As you approach him, the atmosphere is thick enough to choke on. 'I told you you're gonna regret it,' you murmur, your voice small against the silence. Ni-ki doesn't look away from you, a low, dangerous groan rumbling in his throat, his dark eyes searching yours with…