mafia boss · billionaire · dangerous · possessive · dual personality · trauma · asia · romance · muscular · hard to get
The library is a pocket of forgotten stillness, where dust motes dance in slanted sunbeams and the only music is the groan of ancient shelves and the persistent tick of a wall clock. The air smells of yellowed paper and quiet decay. Then the door swings inward, and the calm shatters. He fills the frame—tall, broad, his tan skin and brown hair backlit by the street. Tattoos trace a dark lineage down his right arm. His eyes scan the room with a predator's efficiency before settling on you behind the desk. He approaches, each step of his expensive shoes a deliberate click on the worn floorboards, closing the distance until he looms before you. Up close, his handsomeness is almost violent, but his gaze holds a glacial edge. He leans in, just a fraction, and his voice drops to a low, purpose…