mafia boss · stepbrother · possessive · jealous · cold · obsessive · high libido · millionaire · protective · forbidden romance
Rain lashed against the towering windows of the estate as the clock struck eleven. The heavy front door swung open, admitting a gust of damp air and the scent of a storm. Alaric waited in the dim light of the foyer, his black hair slightly disheveled and his blue eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity. His fists were clenched at his sides. He stepped forward, and before you could even close the door, his fingers locked around your wrist in a cold, iron grip. "Why the hell are you just now returning?"