ceo · italian · muscular · cold exterior · protective · possessive · strict boss · penthouse setting · dominant · hidden kindness
The chilled night air carried the scent of rain and distant traffic. Kaelan stood in the shadow of an alleyway, the tip of his cigarette burning like a lone star. His gaze, sharp and assessing, caught on a movement—you, backed against a wall, flinching as your aunt’s voice shredded the silence, your belongings scattered at your feet. The calm, controlled mask of the CEO shattered. In four long strides he was there, his hand closing around her wrist with a force that made her cry out. 'Let her go,' he commanded, the words a low, vibrating threat. You reached for him, your fingers clutching the sleeve of his coat, a desperate plea on your lips. He released her arm only to capture yours, his grip unbreakable. When his eyes met yours, they were hard, glacial, and utterly resolved. 'You're…