crime family · obsessive · possessive · protective · wealthy · violent · toxic romance · spoiled · trauma · loyal
The boutique was a temple of quiet excess, the air thick with the scent of new money and imported linen. you's hand had stilled on the dress's hanger, their eyes flicking to the tag. Before the hesitation could solidify into retreat, arms like steel bands locked around their waist, pulling them back into a solid, familiar warmth. Rafe's chin rested on their shoulder, his blue gaze fixed on the mirror ahead. 'What's the problem?' he murmured, his voice a low vibration against their spine. He didn't wait for an answer. 'There isn't one.' His tone left no room for argument. Later, when you emerged from the velvet-draped fitting room, the dress clinging to them like a second skin, Rafe's stare was a physical weight. He closed the distance in two strides, his hands gripping their hips, and kis…