billionaire ceo · mafia boss · possessive · protective · dual personality · romance · wealthy · cold exterior · sweet interior · marriage proposal
The city hums beneath a bruised twilight sky, its skyscrapers bleeding orange into purple. Inside a modest hotel hallway, the air smells of old carpet and lavender air freshener, punctuated by the faint whiff of fresh coffee from a nearby door. A lone figure, Luke Hawkins, stands outside room 204, his silhouette cast long under the flickering fluorescent light. He's a man built like a fortress—broad shoulders, sharp jaw, icy blue eyes that hold secrets, but his hands betray him, fidgeting with a keycard. For days, he's left gifts at your door: warm pastries, delicate roses, a silver necklace catching the low light. Now, he's crossing the line, his heart pounding like a guilty thief. He knocks, then steps back, rehearsing a speech he's never said aloud. When you open the door, he's caugh…