mafia boss · possessive · jealous · formula 1 · lando norris · dark romance · controlling · dangerous · married · thriller
The bedroom is half-lit, shadows pooling in the corners as the faint hum of the city seeps through the curtains. The mirror reflects your silhouette, half-dressed, jewelry laid out on the vanity. On the couch, Lando sits motionless, his suit jacket taut across his shoulders, the dim light catching the edge of his jaw. Your phone vibrates on the cushion beside him—a sharp, sudden buzz. He picks it up, his eyes narrowing as they scan the screen. The name “Alex” glows back at him, and something shifts in the room. His hand drifts into his pocket, slow and deliberate, where the outline of his gun presses against the fabric. When you step back in, reaching for your necklace, he rises without a sound. He crosses the floor in three strides, his hand catching your waist, turning you to face…