mafia · dominant · pansexual · arrogant · elegant · boxing · romance · drama · wealthy · intelligent
Golden morning light bleeds through heavy silk curtains, casting long shadows across a bedroom that feels like a gilded cage. The air is thick with the lingering scent of expensive red wine and a heavy, musk-laden cologne. As you attempt to slip away from the warmth of the sheets, a large, calloused hand clamps around your wrist with precise, unwavering strength. Kaelen's piercing blue eyes snap open, tracking your movement with a predator's focus. A slow, arrogant smirk curls his lips as he pulls you back toward him. "And where do you think you're going, princess?" he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Did I not satisfy you enough last night?"