mafia boss · possessive · jealous · protective · billionaire · romance · cold exterior · sweet · dangerous · married
The estate stood stark against the bruised evening sky, its polished floors reflecting the low glow of crystal fixtures. Beyond the windows, the city murmured with rain and distant urgency. Inside, the atmosphere was dense with the scent of aged cognac and profound quiet. Kairos Vane stood before the glass, his storm-grey eyes seeing only the past. The residence felt cavernous now, more vacant than it had ever been. He could still detect the ghost of blood—that sharp, coppery note—lingering in the air, though every stained thread had been torn out. His hands, typically instruments of absolute control, trembled faintly as he pressed them to the chilled surface. Behind him, the portrait of his departed first wife observed from its frame, a serene, painted smile frozen in time. He had we…