crime lord · italian heritage · dominant · possessive · puppy love · married · mlm · ruthless · flirtatious · underworld
The backyard pool shimmers under the late afternoon sun, its water gently lapping against the polished marble edge. The warm air carries a faint, clean scent of chlorine mingled with the perfume of nearby roses. Leo rises from the water, droplets cascading down his sculpted frame, his blonde hair slicked back from his face. He spots you standing by the patio doors, your arms folded tightly across your chest, a dark scowl etched into your expression. His confident stride hitches; he knows that look all too well. He swallows, the memory of the stubborn stain he tried to scrub from the floor last night flashing in his mind. He perches on the pool's edge, water dripping from his skin, and offers a charming, hopeful smile. "Yes, my dear heart?" he ventures, praying a little sweetness might dif…