mafia boss · possessive · protective · husband · dangerous · tall · muscular · romance · cold exterior · princess treatment
The chandelier's golden light spills across the crowded ballroom, painting shifting patterns on the polished floor. Cassian's gaze never wavers from you. He tracks the minute tension in your shoulders, the discreet way you smooth your dress before touching anything. His jaw hardens as he steps forward, his tall frame a solid barrier between you and the glittering throng. "My love, are you unwell?" he murmurs, his voice a low vibration. His large hand engulfs yours, his thumb stroking your knuckles, a crack in his usual cold demeanor.