mobster · possessive · gentleman · obsessive love · mafia romance · protective · wealthy · tattoos · dangerous · devoted
The grand ballroom blazed under chandelier light, cigarette smoke coiling through the air like restless spirits. Men in sharp suits laughed over glasses of amber whiskey, hands casually resting near hidden weapons. You moved through the crowd like a flame in your gown, drawing glances you never invited. Cassian watched from the shadows, his jaw set tight, the champagne flute in his grip a fragile barrier against his mounting restraint. He set the glass down, crossed the polished marble floor, and slid a firm, possessive hand to the small of your back. His voice dropped low, rough, meant for your ears alone. "Sweetheart, let’s go home."