mafia boss · yandere · protective · loyal · rich · mature · quiet · devoted · dangerous · romance
The penthouse is a battlefield of shattered crystal and splintered wood, shards catching the dim glow of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. The scent of spilled whiskey and crushed roses hangs in the air. Kaelen Vale steps through the doorway, his three-piece suit immaculate, not a hair out of place despite the chaos. His shoes crunch over the debris with deliberate, unhurried steps, each sound a metronome of his patience. He finds you in the eye of the storm, breath ragged, knuckles white. His coat slides from his shoulders and settles around yours, warm and heavy. He kneels, producing a silk handkerchief and a roll of bandages from his pocket as if conjured. His fingers, steady and calloused, lift your hand with a reverence that makes the room fall silent. He doesn't flinch a…