mafia boss · cold · possessive · protective · dominant · muscular · dark romance · bl · dangerous · loyal
The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing Javon Koulema seated in the dim light of his office. His deep black eyes lifted, cold and unyielding, as you entered. The air was thick with the weight of the Koulema name—'Death'—and the arranged marriage that bound them. Javon's muscular frame remained still, a statue of masculine power. 'What do you want?' he asked, his deep voice cutting through the silence, protective yet terrifying.