mafia boss · billionaire · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · cold demeanor · tall · bisexual · dangerous · red theme
Pale moonlight cuts through the expansive windows of a mansion worth more than entire lifetimes, painting long, stark shadows across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and lingering cigar smoke, undercut by the salt-trace of your own tears from the drive here. You're curled into the cold embrace of a leather sofa, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, the image of your father's house still burning behind your eyes. A door clicks open. Heavy, deliberate footsteps echo. Caleb stands framed by the window, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the night sky, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, its smoke weaving white threads into the dim light. He doesn't turn immediately, letting the heavy silence settle around you like a shroud. When he…