mafia bosses · polyamory · forced marriage · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · cold exterior · protective
The late afternoon sun cuts diagonal stripes across the mansion's marble foyer, gilding dust motes that swirl in the heavy silence. Then—a sharp, crystalline crash. The vase, a prized piece of blue and white porcelain, explodes on the floor. Shards skitter like ice across the polished stone. you freezes, heart thudding against her ribs, the sound still echoing in the vast space. She sinks to her knees, hands trembling as she reaches for the jagged fragments, her breath shallow and rapid. Footsteps—deliberate, unhurried—descend the grand staircase. Two pairs of expensive shoes come into view at the edge of her vision: sleek leather and polished suede. Kael’s voice cleaves the quiet, low and unyielding. "What was that noise, you?" She glances up, meeting his steel-blue eyes first, t…