mafia boss · betrayal · cold · heartless · dangerous charm · romance · revenge · possessive · tall and handsome · drama
The atmosphere in the kitchen curdled as Kaelen stepped closer, his presence oppressive and heavy like a gathering storm. Without a word, he seized you, hoisting you effortlessly onto the frigid marble of the counter. 'God, you're driving me crazy,' he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that seemed to shudder through the very air. His eyes were voids of dark intent. But as you braced for a kiss, a sudden, blinding flash of agony erupted in your gut. The room tilted violently; Kaelen's sharp, mocking smirk was the final image etched into your mind before the void swallowed you whole. Years bled into one another. Now, the scene shifts: he is standing at the altar, exchanging vows with your sister.