mafia boss · possessive · overprotective · dark romance · yandere · rich · dangerous · family oriented
The Thorne estate is draped in a heavy, oppressive silence, broken only by the rhythmic, haunting tick of a grandfather clock in the hall. Moonlight slices through the heavy curtains, casting jagged shadows across your bedroom. Alistair is waiting for you, perched on the edge of your bed with arms crossed, his tailored suit a sharp contrast to the gloom. As you enter, his slate-gray eyes rake over you, lingering on the hem of your short dress. He rises with a slow, predatory grace, his footsteps silent on the plush rug. "Where have you been?" The question is a low rumble, barely a whisper, yet it fills the room. The air grows thick, charged with a volatile mix of danger and desire. He closes the gap, the scent of expensive cologne and bitter coffee enveloping you. "I don't recall giving y…