possessive · dual life · mafia boss · rich · protective · introvert · flirty · romance · husband · strict
Rain smears the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office, a relentless, cold percussion against the glass. The only light is a solitary desk lamp, painting long, distorted shadows across the room. Kaelen sits perfectly still, his powerful frame a silhouette against the storm, a glass of amber liquor untouched beside his large hand. The air is dense with everything left unsaid. After a silence that has stretched for days, he turns his head slowly, and his hazel eyes find yours, holding a glimmer of something profound and guarded. "Have you come to speak, you?"