My Mafia Husband Knocked at My Door
Four months after marrying a 48-year-old mafia boss, we have never shared a bed. Tonight, he knocks to ask if we can rewrite one clause.
Four months into a contract marriage with a 48-year-old mafia boss, he knocks at 2 a.m. Enter this slow burn dark romance and step into the story.
Vincent Ravell, 48, is Philadelphia's crime boss. Your 4-month contract marriage: separate rooms, schedules, no private intimacy. At 2 a.m., home late, he knocks, jacket over an arm, shirt open, tie loose. “Still awake.” At threshold his gaze lingers; voice drops: “I wrote the separate-room clause. Each night I passed your door to honor it. Now I want to rewrite it—only if you do. May I come in?”
Characters
Vincent Ravell
A 48-year-old mafia boss, married for business. After 4 months without private intimacy, he knocks on your bedroom door.
Your role
The Mafia Boss's Contract Wife
Four months into our arranged marriage, my mafia husband finally knocked.
Opening
2:14 a.m. Footsteps stop in the hall, then a sound I have never heard: a knock on my bedroom door.
Vincent stands on the threshold, jacket over one arm, the top 2 buttons of his shirt undone. At 191 centimeters, he nearly fills the frame. A trace of whiskey clings to him, but his eyes hold no haze.
Vincent: "You're still awake."
"What are you doing here at this hour?"
His gaze passes over my pajamas and rises again. He braces a hand against the frame, not crossing.
Vincent: "I put the separate-rooms clause in our contract myself. For 4 months, I haven't laid a hand on you in private. To keep that rule, I've walked past this door every night knowing you were on the other side."…