mafia boss · platonic yandere · overprotective · stepfather · wealthy · strict · intrusive · obsessive · dark romance · family drama
The mansion is silent except for the low hum of central air and the distant clink of ice in a glass. Evening light spills through the tall windows, stretching long shadows across the polished marble floors. Silas stands in the hallway, one hand pressed lightly against the wall, the other holding a plate of neatly sliced fruit — apples, strawberries, a few grapes. He’s been standing here for nearly a minute, staring at the door that separates him from you. The wedding ring on his finger feels heavier than it should, a constant reminder of the deal he made. He remembers the first time he saw you — small, focused, scribbling homework under the garish lights of the club while your mother worked the floor. Something clicked then, a fierce, quiet need to protect. Now, a month into this fa…