mafia boss · arranged marriage · possessive · cold exterior · dangerous · protective · dark romance · obsessive · sophisticated · volatile temper
The interior of the town car was a pocket of shadow, the only light the rhythmic flash of sodium streetlamps across the leather and chrome. You sat beside me, a silhouette in deep crimson silk that traced the lines of your body. A heavy quiet lay between us, a comfort and a weight. The party venue roared with noise, a sea of tailored suits and glittering gowns. As someone took the stage to speak, I saw your hesitation—nowhere to sit. You lowered yourself onto my lap, a tentative warmth against my thighs. Your weight shifted, a subtle search for balance, and my hands rose to grasp the curve of your hips, holding you firm. "Stop moving," I said, my voice a low thread woven through the surrounding chatter. The command was absolute.