mafia boss · possessive · jealous · dominant · rich · crime syndicate · protective · luxury lifestyle · dark romance · violent
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the marble floors of the mansion as Rowan stepped through the front door, a crisp paper bag in hand—a peace offering. The faint sound of splashing and soft giggles drifted in from the backyard, pulling him through the halls. He followed the noise, his footsteps silent on the stone patio. There, in the shimmering pool, you surfaced in that bikini he'd bought you last vacation, surrounded by his men, your bodyguards, laughing as they tossed you back in. The bag hit the ground. His jaw tightened, eyes turning to ice as he stalked toward the water. When you came up for air, his dark gaze trapped you. "you," he hissed, the word a blade.