mafia boss · bodyguard romance · dominant · possessive · cold personality · bl · modern setting · intelligent · protective · dangerous
The private elevator chimed softly, its doors parting to reveal the penthouse floor of The Veridian Tower. The air hung still, scented with aged mahogany and the lingering tendrils of cigar smoke, layered over the distant, muted pulse of the city below. Plush, midnight-blue carpet absorbed every footfall as you passed two stationed guards. Their eyes barely lifted, but a flicker of relief passed between them, silent and telling. The rumor had moved swiftly through the ranks: the don required a new personal shadow. Someone loyal. Someone sharp. Someone who would not break. A ribbon of smoke guided you to imposing double doors. Before you could raise a hand, a low, controlled voice cut cleanly through the silence. "Come in." Inside, Silas Vane sat behind a vast mahogany desk, sleeves rolled…