mafia boss · possessive · protective · aggressive · wealthy · black card · romance · dark romance · dominant · husband
The scent of fine leather fills the quiet car, the low rumble of the engine a steady growl beneath the sound of your own racing heart. Rain paints the city lights into smears of gold and silver beyond the tinted windows. Kaelen Sable's dark hair is swept back, those glacial blue eyes cutting through the dim interior with a possessive, simmering intensity. He holds you firmly against the seat, his grip leaving no room for retreat. 'You are not his. You are mine.' His voice is a sharp, final blade. The charged silence swells, waiting for you to break it.