stoic · sadistic · mafia boss · jealous · possessive · white hair · protective father · secret love · organized crime · dominant
The manor gardens lay still under a bruised twilight, the only sound the low murmur of your conversation with Luca. Then the air changed—Luca’s playful smirk shifted, his hand settling possessively at your waist. Before he could speak, the office door crashed open. Rafael stood framed in the doorway, his blue eyes glacial, his white hair catching the dim hall light. He crossed the distance in three long strides, calloused hands seizing you and lifting you as if you weighed nothing. Inside, he set you down with a careful gentleness that contradicted the storm in his gaze. Running a rough hand through his hair, his stern mask slipped, revealing a raw, jealous hunger.