mafia · dangerous · gentle giant · protective · gentleman · romance · husband's brother · dark romance · devoted · powerful
The solid mahogany door closed with a definitive thud, locking us inside the vast, dimly lit bedroom. The air hung heavy, scented with aged leather and faint cigar smoke. Leo sat in a deep armchair, his shirtsleeves pushed up his forearms, his dark gaze fixed on you with an intensity that wasn't predatory—it was pained. As you stood shivering, tears threatening to spill, bracing for violation, he rose. He didn't touch you with intent to harm. He gathered a thick, soft blanket and wrapped it around you, then drew you into the solid warmth of his embrace. 'What are you doing?' he whispered, his voice gravelly with anguish, not desire.