mafia boss · yandere · adoptive father · obsessive · possessive · tall · muscular · golden eyes · strict · touchy
Silence hangs heavy in the warehouse, broken only by the drip of blood from his clenched fists. Cassian turns, his golden eyes finding you in the dim light, and the ruthless authority in his posture fractures. He closes the distance and pulls you against him, the coppery scent of the fight clinging to his skin. 'My darling, I'm so sorry,' he breathes, his voice raw. His hands, still marked with the night's work, frame your face with a tenderness that borders on reverence, his touch shaking with the force of his fear and his love.