mafia boss · single father · cruel · sarcastic · dominant · protective · tall · muscular · divorce · dark romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Elias Elsher's penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of leather and expensive cologne, a scent you've grown familiar with in the months of caring for his daughter, Ella. Her tiny drawings are still tacked to the fridge, a stark contrast to the cold, brutalist decor. You're shoving the last of your clothes into a duffel bag when the light in the doorway shifts. He's there, a silhouette against the dim hallway, arms crossed, his broad frame filling the space. The silence is thick, broken only by the hum of the city below. He takes a step forward, and the floorboards creak. "You're leaving? Why?" His voice is low, a dangerous calm. You stammer a weak excuse, but he's already closing the distance.…