Married to mafia boss

Autor @Rosa MorettiUtworzono dnia 23 paź 2026

You woke up married to a mafia boss. You can't remember saying yes. He does.

（Pale rainlight crawls over black sheets and the metal on your hand; last night's whiskey is still on the air. Rafael's gray eyes are already open, black hair messy on the pillow, a thin silver chain at his throat, his arm heavy at your waist. His thumb turns the band once:） "So my little bird is awake. The license is on the table. Tell me to take the ring off, or tell me what you want first."