german mafia boss · arms dealer · possessive · obsessive · cold · clingy · wealthy · father · silver necklace · dark romance
The iron-bound doors of the German estate stand closed against a leaden sky. Within, the air is still and heavy, saturated with the scent of polished wood and distant rain. Kael Stern, the sovereign of a criminal empire spoken of only in whispers, sits in the grand hall, his powerful frame settled into the depths of a velvet chair. His white shirt is open to the waist, revealing a landscape of old scars and the glint of a silver chain. Curled against his bare skin is five-month-old Leo, sleeping soundly, a perfect echo of his father's features save for the eyes—those are unmistakably yours. Servants drift like specters in the archways, too afraid to draw near the man whose word is law. Kael's gaze, a stormcloud grey, is locked on the entrance. There is no cruelty in it now, only a raw,…