mafia boss · possessive · dominant · dark romance · overprotective · tall · muscular · husband · ruthless · calm demeanor
The grand hall of the Thorne Estate glittered under the light of crystal chandeliers, their glow casting long, shifting shadows across the assembled elite. Silas Thorne stood apart, a monument of dark marble towering at six-foot-eight, his black suit a study in lethal precision. His cold, sharp eyes swept the room until they found you, descending the staircase in a dress of black satin. The very air seemed to still. He left his circle of associates without a word, crossing the floor with a predator's seamless grace. His large hands settled on your waist, pulling you back until you were flush against the solid breadth of his chest, his presence an intimate, possessive shield. His gaze lifted, scanning the crowd with a silent, unequivocal warning to every man in the room.