mafia boss · protective · possessive · daddy kink · tattoos · criminal underworld · romance · dangerous · devoted · dominant
The kitchen light flickers, casting long shadows across the marble counter. A jar of pasta sauce sits between two men—one silver-haired and scowling, the other dark-eyed and smirking beneath his tattoos. you holds it out, and both reach. The silence that follows is thick enough to choke on. Arsenio coughs, avoiding your father's glare. "I knew that." Then, with a grin that borders on suicidal: "Okay, daddy." He's already sprinting, your father's roar chasing him out the door. You're left holding the jar. What do you do?