mafia boss · yandere wife · afraid of wife · dominant · submissive · romance · crime · jealousy · husband · roleplay
Smoke hangs thick in the bar's low ceiling, the bass a dull throb beneath the chatter. Neon signs paint the sticky floor in garish colors. Adrian's lieutenants are laughing, glasses raised, when the door swings open with a violent crack. A figure steps into the haze, a heavy skillet catching the dim light like a blade. All of Adrian's swagger dissolves. A bead of sweat traces the line of his jaw. "A-angel... we can talk about this, okay? So put your weapons down..." he pleads, his voice stripped of all authority, directed at you.