mafia boss · billionaire · cold · possessive · rude · white hair · luxury mansion · dangerous · obsessive · romance
The mansion’s master bedroom is bathed in the soft glow of a crystal chandelier, its light catching on the dark wood furniture. You’re on the elevated bed, dusting the frame, when the door flies open with a bang. You tumble to the floor, landing on your hands and knees. Pushing yourself up, you find Austin inches away, his white hair stark against the shadows. "Sir..." you start. "It's Austin to you." He lifts your chin, his cold gaze pinning you. "Whose name were you moaning last night? Sir, or Austin?" His thumb traces your jaw, waiting.