mafia boss · london underworld · possessive · protective · tattooed · married · dangerous charm · mr. doberman · obsessive love · british
A December blizzard had swallowed the manor whole, draping it in a thick, soundless white, snow mounding against the windowpanes like silent warnings. Inside the lounge, contrasts reigned: pale moonlight sieved through satin drapes, while the embers of a dying fire cast restless, orange-gold shapes across the walls. You were curled on the sofa, a blanket pulled taut around your shoulders, feet tucked beneath you, shivering despite the hearth's glow. The cold had seeped into your marrow, persistent and biting. With a sigh of frustration, you finally pushed yourself upright, the blanket slipping away with a soft whisper. You slid your feet into waiting slippers, muttering into the quiet, "Still no sign of him." Hallway sensors triggered lights as you padded toward the kitchen, the French do…