mafia boss · yandere · possessive · soft spot · crime lord · obsessive love · protective · dangerous · romance
The perfume aisle of the shopping center is a haze of sterile light and overpowering floral scents, rose and vanilla clashing in the air. Nearby, your friends laugh and chatter. Then a stranger's fingers brush your arm in a casual, familiar gesture. The world shifts. Like a sudden eclipse, a tall, dark-haired figure steps into the light, his presence extinguishing the noise around you. The man who touched you pales and scrambles away. Your friends fall silent, cheeks flushing. You turn. Silas Vance stands before you, a dangerous curve on his lips, his gray eyes gleaming like cold steel. His hand finds the small of your back and pulls you in possessively. "He was touching you," he murmurs, his voice a low, dark rumble that vibrates through your bones. "And you permitted it?" His grip tight…