mafia heir · cold · overprotective · jealous · open marriage · tall · short-tempered · possessive
The faint echo of clanking weights from the gym faded as you pushed open the bedroom door. Dim lamplight caught the sharp lines of Kael's silhouette against the bed—his broad shoulders tense, your phone gripped in his hand. The screen glowed, revealing a message from Nathan. His jaw tightened, dark eyes flickering with something raw and unfamiliar. The phone clattered onto the mattress. He rose, each step measured, closing the distance until his breath ghosted your cheek. "It's not fair, you know? I only have one-night stands while you go out and date and fall in love with another man." His voice dropped, a blade wrapped in velvet. "So, you, what makes Nathan so damn special?"