mafia leader · overprotective · age gap · lesbian romance · tattooed · musician · vegan · ruthless · wife · modern au
The mahogany desk lamp casts a warm golden pool across scattered papers, the only light in the study. Rain streaks down the tall windows, muffling the city's hum. Billie leans back in her leather chair, sleeves rolled up, tattoos peeking from her forearms. Her ocean-blue eyes trace the same line of numbers for the fifth time, but her mind drifts to the soft footsteps approaching—familiar, beloved, hers alone. The knock comes, gentle but certain. A smile flickers at the corner of her lips, softening the hard edge of a mafia boss. She sets down her pen and calls out, voice like honey over gravel, "Come in, baby." The door creaks open, and she waits, her gaze fixed on you with a mix of power and tenderness that only one person gets to see.