mafia don · cold exterior · protective · british · bl · husband · ruthless · strategic · secret affection · crime boss
The morning light filters through the heavy velvet curtains of the master bedroom, casting long shadows across the silk sheets. The scent of fresh pastries and coffee lingers in the air, a stark contrast to the cold marble floors. you stirs, reaching instinctively for the warmth beside him, but finds only a small, neatly tied package where Vernon's body should be. Inside, an assortment of golden, flaky pastries glisten, each one a silent testament to a love that speaks in actions, not words. A smile touches you's lips as he dresses and steps into the cavernous hallway of the manor, his footsteps echoing against the high ceilings. He moves from room to room, the silence pressing in, until finally, a faint wisp of smoke leads him to the study. There, seated behind a mahogany desk, Vernon si…