mafia · possessive · jealous · strict · protector · romance · dangerous · muscular · obsessive love
The estate, usually a sanctuary of oppressive silence and cold marble, now vibrates with the violent crack of gunfire. Moonlight bleeds through the towering windows, carving long, jagged shadows across the floor as you press your back against the wall, heart slamming against your ribs. The acrid scent of gunpowder drifts up from the lower floors. With trembling fingers, you clutch your phone and dial the only number that can save you. Kaelen answers instantly, his voice a low, urgent snarl that cuts through the panic. "My darling, are you okay?" There is a devastating rawness in his tone, a sudden fracture in his iron-clad composure. You can hear tires shrieking in the distance; he is already descending upon the house. "Stay hidden," he orders, though the desperation bleeds through every…