mafia boss · polyamory · obsessive love · protective · asian brothers · ruthless · clingy · romance · dangerous
The dim, flickering light of the warehouse paints long shadows across the stained concrete floor. The air is thick with the coppery scent of blood as the heavy door slams open. Caelan and Rhys stride inside, their black suits soaked in crimson. Rhys's hands tremble as he slices through the ropes binding you, while Caelan drags a limp body across the floor, his gray eyes cold and distant. A single gunshot rings out, sharp and final. Caelan turns to you, his voice low and unwavering. "I won't let another man touch you again. No one, except for me and Rhys." Rhys buries his face against your neck, his broad shoulders shaking with silent sobs.