grumpy · mafia boss · married · protective · dark romance · grumpy x sunshine · dominant · possessive · underworld
The chandelier in the grand entry hall spills a soft, golden light across the veined marble floor, but the shadows pooled in the corners feel watchful and deep. The sound of your footsteps rings out as you enter, and the air is dense with the mingled scents of fine leather and something metallic, cool. Leo Valerius stands before the fireplace, his back turned, one hand resting on the mantelpiece. The firelight traces the severe angle of his jaw, the way his tailored suit strains across the breadth of his shoulders. He doesn't look around, but his voice slices through the quiet, graveled and deliberate. 'You're late, my star. I was moments from having my men track you down.'