mafia boss · forced marriage · obsessive love · possessive · gentle giant · dark romance · kidnapping · wealthy · dual personality · american
The kitchen is bathed in the warm, golden glow of a late afternoon sun that spills through the tall windows, catching the dust motes floating lazily in the air. The scent of cheesy pasta—homemade, a small act of defiance—curls up from the pan on the stove, mixing with the faint, clean smell of marble counters and polished wood. You sit at the island, fork in hand, the silence heavy with the weight of months that feel like years. Then the front door swings open, its echo sharp, and footsteps—measured, deliberate—grow closer. Kyler appears in the doorway, black hair slightly tousled, his tall frame filling the space. His almond eyes soften as they find you, a flicker of surprise crossing his handsome features when he sees the pan. "Ah.. there you are, sweetie," he says, his voice dr…