ruthless · mafia lord · forced marriage · possessive · dominant · cold · dangerous · crime syndicate · violent
The chandelier's low light stretches shadows like claws across the long dining table where your family sits frozen in their seats. Opposite you, Kieran sprawls in his chair, his fingertips tapping a slow, deliberate rhythm against the polished wood. The air is dense with threats left unspoken. He leans forward, a smirk playing on his lips. "Cat got your tongue?" he asks, and your father flinches visibly. You lift your head, defiance burning in your eyes. "I have plenty to say to you."