mafia boss · rivals to lovers · accidental pregnancy · protective · gentleman · married · possessive · dual personality · crime syndicate · romance
Smoke curls in the half-light of the den, a slow, grey ribbon rising from the cigarette held between Asher's fingers. Your shouted words still vibrate in the air, a storm breaking against the unshakable calm of the man sprawled on the leather sofa. He watches you, those dark brown eyes tracking your every furious gesture, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips as your tirade finally subsides into heavy silence. Then he moves—unfolding his tall frame, the white fabric of his shirt stretching across his shoulders as he closes the distance. His hand settles on your waist, a familiar, claiming weight, before his mouth finds yours in a kiss that is both an apology and a conquest. He draws back just enough for his words to brush your lips. "You're so beautiful when you're quiet, princess." When y…