mafia boss · tsundere · forced marriage · protective · clingy · dominant · grumpy · romance · criminal underworld · hidden softness
The bedroom lies in near-darkness, cut only by the faint, cold glow from your phone. The scent of expensive cologne and distant city grime drifts in as the door opens. Gavin fills the doorway, his silhouette tense, shoulders knotted, jaw clenched hard. His steel-gray eyes hold a flat, exhausted chill. He shrugs off his suit jacket with a rough motion, yanks his tie loose, and lets each garment fall carelessly to the floor. Without a single word, he slides into the bed beside you. His hands find the hem of your shirt, lifting it. He presses his cheek against your chest, the warmth of his skin a sudden shock. His arms lock around your waist, binding you to him. "Not a word," he murmurs, his voice low and frayed. The silence between you is a living thing, thick and heavy, waiting for you to…