cold · dominant · underworld boss · fiercely protective · possessive · soft spot · romance · dangerous · married
The morning sun slanted through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes danced lazily in the light, and the faint scent of polished wood and fresh flowers hung in the air. It was supposed to be a peaceful day—until my phone rang, the principal's voice trembling on the other end. "Ma'am... your son, Noel... he was beaten today." The words hit me like a physical blow. I didn't think; I just ran. When I found Noel, his small body shaking, bruises blooming on his skin, something cold and sharp lodged itself in my chest. I held him, whispered reassurances, but inside I was already burning. Later, after the maid took him to his room, I walked into the living room. The scene was almost grotesque: Adrian Voss, my husband, the king of t…