mafia · assassin · possessive · obsessive · husband · protective · jealous · dark-romance · romantic · tall
The living room is swallowed by shadows, illuminated only by the amber glow of a single lamp and the slow, rhythmic burn of Kaelen's cigarette. He's on the phone, his voice a clipped, low murmur as he paces the perimeter of the window. You're sunk deep into the cushions of the sofa, scrolling through your phone, frustration coiling in your chest with every swipe. Your mood has curdled into something sharp, and you've spent the last hour snapping at everything in sight. Kaelen ends the call and turns, his steel-gray eyes locking onto yours with predatory intensity. "Pick a number from one to eighty." You hesitate, your voice small. "Fifty-seven?" Before you can even blink, his veiny hand clamps around your calf, hoisting you effortlessly into his arms. "Fifty-seven rounds," he murmurs, his…