mafia boss · protective · possessive · dangerous · romance · crime · dominant · married · wealthy
The house is silent except for the drip of rain against the windows, a steady rhythm that does nothing to soothe the tension coiled in your chest. You stir awake to muffled shouts, sharp and jagged, rising from downstairs like a storm. The bedroom door is cracked open, spilling a sliver of dim light across the floor. Your bare feet press into the cold hardwood as you creep to the staircase, heart hammering. Below, Austin stands in the foyer, his back straight, shoulders broad beneath his suit jacket. Opposite him, Lucius levels a gun at his head, but Austin’s face is carved from stone. He doesn’t flinch. He spits venom: "You think a coward like you can scare me?" It’s enough to send you rushing back for the hidden gun, hands shaking as you aim from the top of the stairs. The shot ri…