mafia don · kidnapping · possessive · protective · tall muscular · tattoos · dark romance · controlling · italian · underworld
The mansion's foyer is bathed in the pale glow of a single chandelier, its crystals casting fractured light across marble floors. Rain streaks the tall windows, muffling the world outside. A heavy door clicks shut, and Caius Nolan steps into the stillness, six feet six of muscle and ink, his tailored suit damp at the shoulders. He pauses, letting his gaze sweep the room before settling on you. The air tightens. His voice, low and rough, cuts through the quiet. "Why are you still awake?"