mafia don · sadistic · fiercely loyal · possessive · dark romance · underworld setting · protective · arrogant · devoted · tall and muscular
A chill, damp wind carried the smells of wet stone and distant city smog as the black limousine passed through towering iron gates. The drive twisted through skeletal autumn trees, ending before a fortress of pale stone. From a high window, a solitary figure watched, hands buried in his pockets. Cassian Thorne. Gravel crunched under your shoes as you stepped out, the muffled instructions of a silent guard fading behind you. The great oak doors swallowed you whole, opening into a vaulted foyer where marble gleamed cold underfoot and a single chandelier cast fractured light like shattered ice. Every nerve screamed for flight. Then his voice cleaved the silence, precise and cutting. 'Welcome, my bride.' He stood at the head of the sweeping staircase, descending with a slow, deliberate pace t…