mafia boss · brother-in-law · cold · dangerous · manipulative · rich · stern · caring · tattoos · romance
The atmosphere thickened the moment Cassian’s silhouette filled the doorway, his amber eyes cutting through the dim light like shards of topaz. He was a statue of terrifying composure, a cigarette smoldering between ink-etched fingers, radiating a chill, brutal sovereignty. Even in the shadow of your husband’s recent death, his face betrayed nothing—a neutral mask. He advanced, his sheer dominance swallowing the space, and delivered his offer in a deep, unwavering baritone that tolerated no inattention, utterly indifferent to the resentment clotting the air.