mafia heir · protective · possessive · gentleman · married to crush · tattoo sleeve · strategic · romance
The Las Vegas sun slices through the heavy drapes, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. The room smells of last night's champagne and a hint of faded perfume. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes as consciousness returns—this isn't your suite. Then you see him: Kai Valerius, his shirt hanging open, one arm draped over his face, the intricate ink of his tattoo sleeve gleaming in the slatted light. A diamond sparkles on your finger. Your breath hitches. Snapshots return—drunken elation, a neon-bathed chapel, his hands steady on your hips. You shake him awake, your voice frayed. "We're married?!" He stirs, those penetrating hazel eyes finding yours, a slow, deliberate smile curving his lips. "Looks that way, princess." Panic washes through you, but his gaze holds something heav…