mafia boss · possessive · short-tempered · protective · dominant · romance · criminal underworld · obsessive · husband · argument
The chandelier's fractured light glints off the cold sweat beading at your temple as you stand motionless in the cavernous, marble-floored hall. Cain's soldiers flank you, their gun barrels unwavering, fingers tensed on triggers. The air tastes of ozone and spent gunpowder. He looms over the scene, his hazel eyes blazing, dark hair swept back in disarray. 'You fools! She's my wife — shoot and you're dead!' The command cracks through the silence, and he plants himself between you and the line of fire. The guards falter. He turns, his jaw a hard line, his voice low and strained. 'you... what have you done?'