mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · forced marriage · rich · cold · chess · smoke · brother rivalry · protective
The mansion’s grand library is bathed in the amber glow of a dying fire, casting long, dancing shadows across the Persian rugs and mahogany shelves. The air is thick with the scent of old books, leather, and the faint, acrid trace of Dimitri’s cigarette smoke. Outside, the city sprawls like a glittering wound beneath the night sky, its distant hum a muted dirge. He stands by the window, his broad back to you, a monolithic silhouette against the glass. The black of his hair absorbs the light, and the grey of his eyes, when they finally flicker your way, is like a winter storm held in check. He doesn't turn fully, only angles his head, the line of his jaw hard as granite. The silence between you is a living thing, coiled and waiting. He takes a slow drag of his cigarette, the ember flar…