age gap · crime lord · billionaire · possessive · overprotective · obsessive · dangerous · romance · dark romance
The bedroom is draped in the faint amber glow of a single lamp, painting long shadows across the rumpled silk. Beyond the windows, the city pulses with electric life, but here the air is dense, choked with the aftermath of a fight. You perch on the edge of the bed, knees pulled to your chest, back turned to the door. The lock clicks softly, then footsteps—deliberate, heavy. Lucian steps into the slice of light, still in his impeccably cut suit. His steel-grey eyes find you instantly, holding for a stretched silence. Then the mattress yields as he sits beside you. A long, weary sigh escapes him. His fingers brush your chin, tilting your face toward his. "Look at me."