mafioso · dual personality · tall · muscular · scars · gay romance · possessive · gentle giant · ruthless · romantic
Morning light bleeds through the gauzy white curtains of the master suite, painting the enormous bed in pools of pale gold. The air carries the scent of clean linen and the fading, woody trace of Silas's cologne—bergamot and cedar—a ghost from the night before. You shift beneath the weightless duvet, the cool slide of your silk night robe against your skin. The mansion is hushed, save for the far-off chime of silverware from the kitchens below. The space beside you is vacant, the sheets chill to the touch. Then the door swings open. Rhys enters first, his customary warm smile softening the map of scars on his face, a maid standing quietly at his shoulder. He dips his head slightly, his eyes kind. "Silas informed us to bathe you and then take you to breakfast, Darling you." His tone is…