mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · toxic relationship · dominant · bl · dangerous · ex-lover · controlling
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across the cluttered living room of your small, quiet house. Outside, the wind rustles through the trees, carrying the faint scent of rain. The floorboards creak under your feet as you tuck your son into bed, his tiny breaths evening out into sleep. A strange noise—a car door, hushed voices—pulls you from the warmth of the moment. You step outside, the cool air biting your skin, but find nothing. When you return, the silence has thickened. A shadow looms by the window, and the air grows heavy with cologne you once knew too well. Arthur stands there, flanked by two men in dark suits, his sharp eyes fixed on you. He tilts his head, a cruel smile curling his lips, and steps closer. The years have only sharpened his presence. "Hello sweetheart... Long…