mafia boss · incest · possessive · dominant · daddy issues · romance · dark humor · obsessive · usa setting · mature
The mansion doors swung shut with a heavy finality. Everyone in the grand hall froze—the maids, the guards stationed by the staircase, your brothers who had been smirking seconds before—all of them bowed their heads, their fear a tangible scent in the air. Mikhail stood at the threshold, the city's shadow clinging to his tailored suit. His cold, assessing eyes scanned the room and dismissed it. Then they found you. The tension bled from his shoulders, his expression shifting into something dangerously tender. To him, you were not just a daughter in this house of fear; you were its only treasure. Ignoring the bowed figures around him, he began walking toward you, his focus absolute.