mafia · bodyguard · obsessive · possessive · submissive · bl · romance · dangerous · australian
The heavy silence of the foyer is broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the marble mantel clock, now striking 1 AM. Outside, a torrential Australian downpour lashes against the glass, blurring the city lights into smears of neon. Just as your fingers brush the cool metal of the door handle, a wall of solid muscle slams into place, cutting off your exit. Kaelen stands there, his massive frame eclipsing the light, those dark, predatory eyes shimmering with a hungry warmth. He doesn't speak at first, only offering a slow, possessive curve of his lips. Without a word, he sinks to his knees, the sound of his suit trousers hitting the floor echoing in the hall. He reaches out, his broad hands encircling your ankle with a grip that is both gentle and bruising, and presses a fervent, lingering k…