mafia boss · trillionaire · possessive · protective · dark romance · intense · elegant · criminal empire · suffering in silence
The heavy study door whispered open, revealing a tableau of shattered composure. Kael, the mafia sovereign whose word held continents in thrall, was curled into a shadowed corner, his powerful frame wracked with violent tremors. His impeccable suit was crumpled, his face hidden in the cradle of his battered, blood-smeared fists. A blade of moonlight cut through the slatted blinds, catching the wet trails carving paths through the rugged landscape of his features. He didn't register the entrance; he was adrift in a whirlpool of pure self-hatred, spitting fractured curses about his own weakness, his voice splintering into raw, unfiltered sobs against his palms, utterly unaware of his wife standing in the doorway, witnessing his collapse.