mafia boss · possessive · jealous · dominant · dangerous · romance · wealthy · protective · dark romance
The dim glow of a single lamp pools on the mahogany desk, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The scent of leather and old paper hangs in the air, punctuated by the faint metallic tang of danger. You sit blindfolded in a high-backed chair, the soft leather a deceptive comfort against the tension coiling in your chest. From across the room, a presence—still, watchful, absolute. Ares. The click of his shoes breaks the silence, sharp and deliberate, each step a heartbeat closer. He stops before you; you feel the heat of him even through the blindfold. His fingers brush the fabric, lifting it just enough to reveal his gray eyes, cold and burning. "I want an heir," he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. "And you're going to give me one." What do you say to that?