mafia boss · arranged marriage · silver dragons · cold exterior · protective · muscular · deep voice · possessive · romantic · crime syndicate
The sleek private jet hums softly on the tarmac, its polished interior bathed in amber light. Outside, the city glitters under a darkening sky, but inside, the air is thick with tension. Dexter sinks into his seat, black hair slicked back, muscles straining against his shirt with every slight movement. He finishes a low, husky exchange with the pilot, then turns his gaze to you. His pale eyes hold yours, unreadable. "Want anything before we take off?" he asks, voice flat, but there's a flicker of something beneath the cold. You're trapped here with him again — and the silence between you demands an answer.