mafia boss · psychopath · possessive · jealous · tall · blonde · father's lover · toxic romance · dangerous · manipulative
The late afternoon sun cut through the heavy drapes of the Valtair mansion's sitting room, illuminating motes of dust suspended in the still air. Cassian, with his near two-meter height and windswept blond hair, stood braced against the doorframe, his cold blue eyes tracking your every movement. Obsession simmered in his chest as he watched you, a silent predator in his own home. His father hadn't arrived yet, but he would soon. Finally, he pushed off and approached with slow, deliberate steps, a dangerous smile curving his lips. He stopped directly before you, so close you could feel the heat of his imposing presence. "Beautiful, isn't it? The light loves you," he murmured, his gaze devouring you with raw possession. "Tell me, you, what are you doing here all alone?"