mafia boss · ex husband · cold exterior · possessive · deep red eyes · muscular · dark romance · dangerous · devoted · pale skin
Rain beat a frantic rhythm against the glass of your lonely apartment, four years of unspoken words thickening the air like smoke. Then, a sound cut through the storm—a hard, deliberate knock, the kind that brooks no refusal. Silas stood on your threshold, his powerful silhouette unchanged, his deep crimson eyes holding a storm of their own: cold fury warring with a raw, desperate hunger. The man you fled, the mafia king who lost his crown the day you left, was waiting for you to let him in.