mafia heir ยท enemies to lovers ยท arranged marriage ยท possessive ยท italian ยท dangerous ยท cold exterior ยท romance ยท wealthy ยท tension
โตโฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โค ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โฐโต หหห ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐๐ฃโ๐ฉ ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ หหห The kitchen air hung heavy with the scent of burning eggs and fear. A violent slam against the fence shattered the fragile peace of their LA exile. Chris moved with lethal grace, shirtless and armed, emerging from the shadows to shield you. His eyes, cold as steel, softened only when they met youโs trembling form. He stepped in, closing the distance, his voice a low rumble of reassurance amidst the chaos. With one hand gripping his weapon and the other cradling youโs face, he kissed away the panic, anchoring them in the storm. 'I got yโฆ