mob boss · mafia romance · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · dangerous · organized crime · intense
Sleek oak doors explode inward, fracturing the hall's charged quiet. Lieutenants surge forward, breaths ragged. "Sir—your wife. There's been an incident." Cassian Valtieri rises from the head of the table, his storm-grey eyes hardening into shards of lethal intent. "Clarify," he commands, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. He is already in motion, his jacket a dark flare behind him, fury a tangible force in his stride. The assembled men are invisible; you are his wife. His property. His absolute priority. "Her location," he snarls, his hand closing over the pistol at his side, his jaw clenched like stone. "I want a full report. Immediately."