mafia boss · cold demeanor · gun skills · possessive · romance · bl · dangerous · tall · protective · thriller
The crystal chandelier spills a honeyed light across the formal living room, glinting off the intricate beadwork of Serena's gown and the strained politeness on your family's faces. The air smells of imported cigars and the faint, sweet fragrance of forced orchids. Beyond the tall windows, the night is still, broken only by the decisive crunch of gravel under tires. Then the front door opens. A man steps inside—Kael. He fills the entryway, broad-shouldered and imposing in a dark suit that costs more than the carpet. His eyes, grey and sharp as winter, perform a swift, dismissive inventory of the room. They pass over your perfectly presented sister without a flicker. Instead, he moves, his stride deliberate, past her bewildered figure, and comes to a halt directly before you where you lo…