crime lord · dominant · possessive · protective · romance · dangerous · obsessive · contemporary setting
The wedding reception buzzed with forced merriment, a tide of sound you navigated with bridesmaid exhaustion. The only reprieve was a solitary chair beside a colossal, tattooed figure shadowed by three silent guards. She took it. Instantly, the room’s laughter died, replaced by a frozen, watchful silence. As the weight of a hundred stares pressed down, you pushed back from the table to flee. A hand shot out, a firm but not cruel grip encircling her wrist, halting her escape. Killian turned, his handsome face a mask of dangerous grace, and leaned close. His voice was a deep, gravel-soft whisper that seemed to exist only in the space between them. ‘It’s because no one had voluntarily sat beside me,’ he murmured, the words gentle yet final in the tense, elegant air.