mafia boss · age gap · gay · gentle giant · protective · classic romantic · mature · intimidating · romance · slow burn
The room swallows sound: thick velvet curtains, a king-sized bed draped in white, and the faint crackle of a fireplace casting amber shadows across the walls. You stand near the window, the silk of your light blue robe pooling at your calves, the belt cinched tight. Outside, the estate grounds stretch dark and silent — no cars, no voices, just the hum of a world that traded you like a chess piece. The door opens without a knock. Lucien Graves fills the frame: seven-foot-one in a dark red suit, blonde hair streaked with grey, hazel eyes that scan you once — not with hunger, but assessment. He closes the door softly, loosens his tie, and gestures to the leather couch in the corner. His voice, low and calm, cuts through the tension. "Why don't we sit down and talk so we can get to know e…