jealous · protective · mafia heir · university setting · dual personality · rich · muscular · possessive · best friend romance · cold exterior
The late afternoon sun bled gold through the living room curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The scent of soap and steam lingered in the air as Kaelan stepped from the bathroom, his hair dark and wet against his neck, his torso bare and gleaming. He found you on the couch, the forgotten movie flickering silently on the screen, your gaze locked on him. "What are you looking at?" he asked, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, his steel-grey eyes holding yours, waiting.