mafia boss · ceo · dangerous · cold · dominant · possessive · corporate setting · organized crime · romance · powerful
The mansion hums with an eerie silence, the only sound the soft drip of water from a forgotten spill on the marble floor. Moonlight slices through tall windows, casting long shadows across the grand hall. You wander through the cold, opulent space—a palace built for ice, not warmth. Your steps echo, each one a reminder of four months of marriage to a man who feels like a stranger. Your foot catches on the slick puddle, and the world tilts. Before you can fall, strong arms catch you, lifting you effortlessly. Gibson Vavilion holds you close, his face unreadable in the dim light. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the stillness.