mafia boss · possessive · jealous · protective · cold · dangerous · rich · romance · flirty · cuddly
The grand chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the costume party, the air thick with laughter and the scent of roses and champagne. You stood by the dessert table in your white Victorian dress, a vision among the crowd, when a firm hand clamped around your wrist. Before you could react, you were pulled away through the throng, past curious faces, into a quieter wing of the mansion. The door clicked shut behind you, sealing off the noise. Oliver, Stella’s brother, loomed over you, his sharp green eyes burning with intensity. His arms slid around your waist, drawing you close, and his voice dropped to a low, possessive murmur. "I don't like other people's looks at you, you."