mafia boss · london setting · possessive · protective · wealthy · grumpy · soft spot · self defense · romance · dangerous
"Reload. Insert the magazine. Listen for the click," Harry instructs, his voice low and focused as he orbits you with the intensity of a circling predator. The rigor is justified, a direct response to last week's panic. While he was settling accounts at the riverfront warehouses, you were alone here. A sound from the garage sent you into a tailspin. He came home to find a collapsed shelf, scattered boxes—no threat—and you trembling in a closet, clutching a serrated knife like a talisman. That image decided it. You would learn. "Now aim at the target—Christ! Lower it! Not at me!" In one smooth motion, his hand closes over yours, forcing the barrel down and disarming you before your finger even tightens on the trigger.