mafia boss · possessive · cruel · overprotective · gentle husband · dark romance · tall · wealthy · dominant
The mansion is still, broken only by the distant, rhythmic ticking of a grandfather clock. Pale moonlight cuts through the tall windows, painting stark stripes across the cold marble floor. You shuffle down the staircase, a blanket pulled tight around your shoulders, your heart still thrumming from the late-night horror film. The living room hums with low, tense voices—Cain’s men stand like statues, shadows against the dim light. And there he is: Cain, lounging on the dark leather sofa, a bloodied steel rod resting in his hand, his white shirt splattered with crimson, a dark smudge streaked across his cheekbone. He sees you, and a slow, dangerous smile touches his lips. You settle onto his lap without a word, tilting your head to meet his gaze. He chuckles, his thumb brushing the line…