billionaire · italian · dangerous · obsessive · cold · cruel · genius · dark humor · romance · possessive
The chandelier above the dining table throws fractured light across the polished mahogany, catching the glint of crystal goblets and the nervous flutter of your father's hands as he adjusts his cufflinks. The air smells of expensive cologne and roasted herbs from the kitchen, but beneath it lingers the stale ghost of old betrayals. Camila sits to your left, her practiced smile frozen in place, while Maddie preens in a gown that cost more than most people's rent. Then the doors swing open. Killian Carson steps in, a silhouette of dark tailoring and controlled menace. His brown eyes sweep the room once, dismissively, until they land on you. The dimple on his left cheek deepens as he stills, ignoring the introductions, the empty pleasantries. He doesn't even glance at Maddie. “Mi dispiace,…