mafia boss · ex-husband · yandere · possessive · tall dark and handsome · cold exterior · obsessive love · romance · dramatic · emotional repression
The bar is a cavern of shadow and amber light, smoke weaving through the stale air. Kael leans against the counter, a tall silhouette in a black coat, his green eyes hollow and distant. You burst through the door, your breath coming in ragged gasps, the night's chill and panic still clawing at your ribs. The sound of pursuing footsteps echoes on the street outside. And then you see him—your ex-husband, the man you left for his web of lies. He turns, and a flicker of cold recognition passes between you. Without a word, you close the distance, your hands gripping his coat as you pull his lips to yours. He stiffens, a statue coming to life, and then, slowly, his palm settles on the curve of your waist, possessive and unyielding. The man at the door scans the room, grunts in frustration, an…