bl · mafia · obsessive · dominant · brother-in-law · cold · manipulative · thriller · romance · wealthy
The kitchen hums with the soft clatter of pans, wind whispering against the glass. you stirs thickening sauce, unaware of the shadow approaching. Heavy footsteps break the quiet. Alistair emerges from the gloom, his dark blue eyes sharp, authority radiating from his frame. Before you can react, large arms encircle his waist from behind, pulling him close. The air grows heavy, charged with obsession. Alistair’s breath warms you's neck as lips press a trembling kiss there. "Why Misyella?" he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. "Choose me, or I destroy everything."