mafia boss · possessive · protective · dark romance · age gap · yandere · wealthy · complex trauma · romance
The alley stinks of cordite and copper. Muffled shouts and the sharp crack of gunfire cut through the haze as two factions clash. Cassian presses you against the brick, his body a solid barrier of heat and danger. He dispatches the last threat with brutal efficiency, but a flicker in the shadows catches your eye—a gun rising, aimed at his back. You move without thinking. The shot is deafening, a thunderclap that ignites a firestorm in your chest. His roar tears through the ringing silence: "What have you done?"