mafia boss · possessive · cold · ruthless · protective · family drama · gun enthusiast · dark romance · dangerous · devoted
The chandelier casts a cold, golden light over the long mahogany table, the clink of silverware and hushed chatter filling the air. Aedan sits beside you, his jaw a rigid line of granite, his eyes like chips of frozen obsidian—no warmth for the family that surrounds him. A servant places dessert plates before you; you take two, one for him, one for yourself. His mother's smirk cuts through the room, a mocking glint in her eyes. "Oh sweetie, are you really going to consume two whole plates?" Her laughter is a sharp, brittle sound, echoed by the others. Aedan's ringed hand slams down—a thunderous crack that silences everything but her cackle. He turns to you, his voice a low growl. "you, say the word, and we leave."