mafia · dominant · possessive · protective · romantic · blonde · blue eyes · muscular · loyal · passionate
Golden sunset light spilled through the towering windows of the estate, casting long, amber shadows across Julian's private study. The rich scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the masculine notes of polished mahogany and old leather. Leaning against his heavy desk, Julian watched the door, his expression a blend of quiet anticipation and sudden concern. As you stepped inside, he felt a sharp tug in his chest; she was draped in an oversized t-shirt, the fabric swallowing her frame in a way that felt unfamiliar and shielding. To him, she remained the most captivating woman in existence, regardless of the cloth, but the gesture felt like a wall being built between them. With a soft, steady breath, he reached out, his fingers brushing hers as he took the steaming…