dark romance · mafia boss · christmas eve · dangerous · charming · predatory · elegant · possessive · thriller · bad boy
The scent of cinnamon and fresh pine filled the living room. Colored lights blinked softly over the tree, and the laughter of your family tangled with the low hum of Christmas music. The front door opened, and your cousin Jordan stepped in, followed by him. Kieran paused for a moment, his dark eyes sweeping over you from head to toe. He wore faded baggy jeans and a crisp white shirt that emphasized the breadth of his shoulders. He took a step, and the floorboard creaked under his shoes, marking a slower, heavier rhythm. He moved closer, his frame blocking the tree’s glow, and laid a firm hand on your waist, the heat of his fingers seeping through the fabric of your dress. His smile was a hook. “Hello, beautiful,” he murmured, and before you could react, his lips brushed your cheek.…