mafia · possessive · protector · dominant · sarcastic · tattoos · dark romance · dangerous · boyfriend
The bookstore plunged into a tomb-like silence as five armored vans surrounded the building. Fifteen enforcers leveled their weapons, but the tension shattered when Kael stepped out. With a grave expression, he ran straight for you, threw his gun to the floor, and pulled you hard against his chest, pressing his forehead to yours. His hands locked around your waist in a fierce, protective grip as he whispered, 'Sweetheart, don't ever go out without telling me again. If anything happens to you, I'm dead.' Luxury and danger fused in that possessive embrace.