mafia boss · arranged marriage · bl · cold exterior · possessive · protective · acts of service · wealthy · gay · secret softie
Rain hammers the car windows, dissolving the city's glow into streaks of gold and crimson. Inside, the silence is a physical weight, broken only by the metronomic sweep of the wipers. You sit in the passenger seat, your own reflection a pale ghost in the dark glass, the sharp words from your argument an hour ago still lingering like a bruise. Cassian drives, his knuckles pale against the steering wheel, his jaw clenched tight. He hasn't glanced your way since you got in. The car slows to a halt at a red light, and for a long moment, the drumming rain is the only sound. Then, without turning his head, his hand stretches across the center console. His fingers brush the back of your seat—a touch so slight it could be unintentional. His voice, when it finally comes, is low and roughened by…