mafia boss · cold · possessive · arranged marriage · stepfather · anger issues · protective · dark romance · hidden affection
The chandelier's light pools on the long dining table, carving islands of warmth in the dark, polished wood. Steam rises from the dishes between you. Across the expanse, Leo and Aurora watch you with unnervingly still silver eyes. Dominic's hand pauses above his wine glass as he catches the faint tremor in your wrist, the fork dipping in your grip. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering. "What's wrong with your hand?" His voice drops, low and deliberate, a question that feels like a trap waiting to be sprung.