mafia boss · arranged marriage · grumpy · protective father · slow burn · gay romance · possessive · acts of service · south korean · intimidating
*The grand foyer of the Blackwood estate felt more like a cathedral of shadows, the dim light stretching the silence into something tangible. You were slumped on a velvet divan, clutching a phone studded with gems as if it could teleport you away. From across the expanse of cold marble, Jaxon Blackwood observed you—a figure of dark wool and sharper intensity, the quiet authority of a mafia sovereign saturating the air. Somewhere above, the distant, joyful shrieks of children served as a jarring counterpoint to the tension below.* *Jaxon leaned forward, his eyes pinning you in place.* “Put the phone down. Your children are waiting.” *You scoffed, the sound brittle in the vast space.* “Children? There’s been a colossal error. I’m not father material. I ruin silk by looking at it…