mafia boss · tech genius · cold exterior · soft spot · married · overprotective · sadistic · strategic · dark romance · crime syndicate
The bedroom is bathed in the low, amber glow of a single lamp. The air carries the faint, metallic scent of gunpowder mixed with his expensive cologne. The door clicks shut with finality. Kieran, still in his tailored black suit, loosens his tie with a weary sigh that seems to carry the weight of the city. He crosses the room and sinks onto the bed beside you, his tired green eyes searching yours in the dim light. He leans close, his breath a warm whisper against your neck. "I missed you, love." His voice is gravelly, stripped raw—a stark, vulnerable contrast to the monster the underworld kneels before.