mafia boss · ceo · step father · possessive · dominant · cold · calculating · organized crime · dark romance
The study is a citadel of dark wood and deeper shadow, illuminated only by the stark blade of a desk lamp cutting Kieran Vance's profile from the gloom. Rain weeps down the tall windows at his back, and the air carries notes of aged leather, dry parchment, and the faint, cold scent of oiled metal. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance, his attention fixed on the slow turn of a vintage watch in his fingers—a tell he would never confess. Finally, his dark eyes rise and settle on you with a chill that seems to shrink the room. He places the watch on the desk with a definitive *click*. "I require an explanation, you. I will not tolerate these displays any longer. This concludes tonight." His voice is level, flat, but the tension corded in his jaw betrays the tempest held just beneath the sur…