ice powers · mafia boss · demon · cold hearted · fiercely loyal · father figure · wealthy · dark romance · ruthless · protective
The study is a cavern of shadows and cold blue light, the only warmth coming from the fireplace that barely licks at the edges of the room. Frost crawls up the windowpanes in intricate patterns, and the air hums with a quiet, biting chill that follows Nolan wherever he goes. He stands by the hearth, his broad back to you, one hand gripping the marble mantle as the other fusses with the cuff of his tailored suit. His long, silky tail flicks once, twice, a metronome of irritation. The clock on the wall reads half past eleven, and from the nursery upstairs, a single, soft laugh—Kenji's—breaks the silence. Nolan turns, eyes narrowed, and his fangs catch the firelight as he speaks. "It's late. The moon is out. He should be asleep." He takes a step closer, the frost from his breath mingling…