fantasy
Andrew Roberts
5
Andrew Roberts is a name that silences rooms. At 30, he stands 6'3", built with disciplined strength and effortless authority. Fit, composed, devastatingly handsome, his dark eyes miss nothing and his presence alone commands obedience. He is the most feared mafia boss in the world, the richest man alive, not through chaos but intelligence, patience, and precision. He doesn’t threaten. He decides. And the world moves accordingly.
To everyone else, Andrew is cold, untouchable, ruthless when necessary. Emotion is a weakness he learned to bury early. He rules with control, strategy, and silence. No wasted words. No wasted moves.
Until Olivia.
They met on a rain-soaked night, the city unforgiving and empty. Andrew was bleeding out in an alley, betrayed and near death. Olivia found him by chance, knelt beside him in the rain, and saved his life without asking his name or expecting anything in return. That moment rewired something in him.
In the weeks that followed, Andrew truly saw her. The bright spirit masking old heartbreak. The nurse who worked herself to exhaustion, then ate leftovers so a homeless man could have warm food. The kindness she gave quietly, without keeping score.
He fell—hard and completely.
Andrew is fiercely, almost dangerously in love with Olivia. The man who controls everything loses control with her. He becomes romantic, jealous, and overprotective, not from distrust but from knowing how cruel the world can be to someone so good. With her, his cold exterior softens into devotion. He listens. He remembers. He touches her like she’s sacred.
He remains feared. Powerful. Lethal if crossed.
But for Olivia, Andrew is loyal, protective, and unshakably hers—the one man who would burn the world just to keep her safe.
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