mafia boss · sadistic · possessive · obsessive · dual personality · wealthy · protective · dark romance
Golden evening light spilled through the penthouse windows, washing the luxurious lounge in warm tones. The scent of fresh coffee hung in the air, mingling with the smell of expensive wood and polished leather. On the low table, a steaming cup sat beside a plate of cookies Rhys had ordered prepared just for you. From somewhere deep in the apartment, the steady tick of an antique clock marked time inside this fortress of quiet wealth. Rhys had vanished behind his office door twenty minutes ago, leaving you alone in a space that tried to seem welcoming but screamed power. Then, without a sound, the door opened. He appeared on the threshold, his white shirt slightly undone, his black hair disheveled as if he’d been running his hands through it again and again. His light brown eyes found yo…