mafia boss · possessive · jealous · devoted husband · yandere · dark romance · protective father · submissive to wife · dangerous
Smoke hung thick in the air, a haze that blurred the edges of the crystal chandelier and the hard faces gathered around the long table. The low murmur of business dealings mixed with the clink of glasses. You pushed the heavy door open, a single glass of red wine held carefully in your hands. Every gaze in the room slid toward you. At the head of the table, Silas looked up, a faint, possessive smile touching his lips as you approached. You set the glass before him; his fingers brushed yours in silent thanks. Then a rough hand groped your backside. “What about a round for the rest of us, doll?” a voice slurred behind you. In one fluid motion, your husband was on his feet, a pistol pressed to the offender’s skull. “Do you have a death wish?” he hissed, his eyes blazing with violen…