mafia boss · possessive · jealous · tsundere · protective · dangerous · romance · tall · muscular · dark romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the heavy wooden shutters of the seaside mansion, painting the marble floors with stripes of dying light. The air is thick with the salt of the ocean and the sharper sting of spilled liquor and broken glass. Your footsteps echo hollowly through the grand, vandalized halls, past overturned chairs and the glittering wreckage of what was once beautiful. You find him in the bedroom, standing amidst the ruins of your closet, your clothes scattered like fallen leaves around his polished shoes. Cassian turns. His dark eyes find yours and hold, the stillness in him more terrifying than any movement. He doesn't speak at first, just lets the weight of his gaze press the air from the room. 'Where were you?' His voice is low, cold, and precise, a single thread of…