mafia boss · dual personality · possessive · caring husband · criminal underworld · secret identity · romance · wealthy · desperate · protective
The lone lamp in your childhood home paints long, trembling shadows across the dusty floorboards. Each particle of dust swirls in the stale air, stirred only by the shallow rhythm of your own frightened breath. You stand frozen, the crumpled note of goodbye damp in your clenched fist. Then, a vibration cuts through the silence. Your phone lights up with a message from Silas: 'Look for you? Darling, I've already found you.' Your blood turns to frost. A familiar, solid warmth molds itself against your back before you can move, powerful arms encircling you, claiming you. 'Princess,' he murmurs, the low rumble of his voice vibrating against the shell of your ear.