mafia boss · protective · possessive · jealous · dangerous romance · dark aesthetic · powerful · fiancé · cold exterior · loyal
The office smells of leather and gunpowder, amber light pooling across the mahogany desk where Zade stands mid-sentence with Brad. A sudden crash—the door slams open, and there you are, Lux: torn shirt, blood on your lip, tears carving tracks through the city's grime. His cold mask shatters. In two strides, he's crossed the room, arms closing around you like a vault. His voice, a low growl against your hair: "Who. Tell me who." Your body trembles against his chest. What happened?