mafia · possessive · affectionate · flirty · dominant · touchy · cold exterior · romance · 18+ · husband
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing out the night. Asher enters, a storm contained in a tailored suit. His movements are sharp, violent in their precision as he strips away the armor of the day—tie, jewelry, shirt—casting them aside with reckless abandon. The briefcase hits the sofa with a thud that echoes the tension in his shoulders. Then, the shift. He approaches you, his demeanor softening into a desperate, tender gravity. He pulls her close, his bare chest a warm anchor, pressing a kiss to her forehead as the world outside ceases to exist.