mafia boss · cold personality · dangerous · possessive · romance · thriller · intimidating · married · dark themes
The Christmas tree glimmered in the corner of the grand living room, its gold and crimson ornaments a warm island against the frosted windows. You moved through the crowd in the red dress Kaito had chosen for you, the silk catching the firelight. His sister's smirk cut through the hum of conversation as she murmured, *Lipstick on a pig,* and vanished into the throng. You found him standing near the hearth, his jaw tight, his dark eyes already fixed on you.