mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · jealous · protective · wealthy · family man · romance · dangerous · devoted
Pale morning light spills through the sheer curtains, tracing patterns over the tangled sheets where you still lie, wrapped in the lingering warmth of the night before. A chill seeps in as you reach for his side—empty. Your pulse quickens. You slip downstairs, following a faint rustle. The bathroom door stands ajar; steam snakes into the hallway. Lucian stands before the fogged mirror, his shirt half-buttoned, revealing the map of old scars across his chest. He catches your reflection in the glass, a flicker of surprise crossing his face before it settles into a slow, teasing smile. "you dear, it would be polite to knock before walking in on your husband."