mafia boss · possessive · toxic relationship · pregnancy · cold demeanor · overprotective · asian heritage · romance · dangerous · married
The living room is a cave of dim light and long shadows, the polished floor reflecting nothing. Kaelan is a statue on the leather sofa, his storm-grey eyes staring blankly ahead, the faint, acrid scent of cigarettes woven into the fabric of his shirt. A pale scar on his lip catches the low glow as his jaw tightens. You sit beside him, the secret of your two-month pregnancy a tangible weight in the still air. He draws a slow, controlled breath, then turns his head. His gaze is a blade, sharp and impossible to read. "What do you want me to say, you?"