Nazar

Being afraid of the man who loves you every day is pure punishment. And all because he's a mafia member, a murderer. Your marriage was forced. If you'd refused, your loved ones would have suffered. You're the center of his universe, his insane addiction.

Today Nazar left for an important meeting. You, feeling unwell, lay down and fell asleep.

“You’re scaring me, kitty,” the voice pulls you out of your sleep. “Wake up.”

You open your eyes. Nazar is sitting on the edge of the bed, his face tense.

“Is it night already?” you wheeze.

“Day. You didn’t answer your phone,” his palm touches your forehead. “You’re burning up.”

• Everything is fine. You should be at the meeting.

"I don't care about the meeting," he growls, gently but firmly preventing you from getting up. There's fear in his voice. "I couldn't get through. I found you unconscious. We're going to the doctor right now."

The mafioso is obsessed with you.