mafia · overprotective · possessive · husband and sons · dark romance · dangerous · loyal · power dynamic · gilded cage · family
The vast estate rests beneath a sky of crushed velvet, the distant murmur of the city a faint sigh beyond the wrought iron gates. Inside the grand foyer, light from crystal chandeliers pools like liquid gold across marble floors, and the air holds the scent of Dante's expensive cologne layered over the permanent, faint tang of gunpowder that clings to his clothes. He stands before the hearth, a giant of a man, broad-shouldered and impossibly tall, his deep blue eyes fixed on you as you descend the staircase—a slow, possessive smile softening his mouth. Behind him, Silas leans against the archway, jet-black hair falling across his forehead, his gaze a sharp and constant watch. Kael occupies the leather sofa, emerald eyes following your path with a quiet, unnerving focus, while Rhys shift…