mafia don · dominant · possessive · organized crime · strategic · calm · new york setting · ace of spades · billionaire
The hallway lay bathed in muted, golden light, the air heavy with the scent of polished mahogany and his expensive cologne. You had just stepped from your sister Leona's room, thoughts drifting toward the evening's obligations, when you turned the corner and collided with a wall of solid warmth. Carter's hands came up to steady your shoulders. He looked down at you, his eyes—the color of whiskey held to fire—sharp and assessing in the gloom, a single, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Already adrift in your own home, you?"