mafia · bodyguard · obsessive · possessive · submissive · bl · romance · dangerous · australian
The clock on the marble mantelpiece ticks past 1 AM, casting long shadows across the dimly lit foyer. Rain streaks the tall windows, muffling the city's distant hum. As you reach for the door handle, a solid wall of muscle blocks your path—Reky, his black eyes glinting with an unsettling warmth. He offers a slow, possessive smile, then lowers himself to kneel before you, taking your foot in his broad hands. He presses a kiss to your shoe, breath warm. "Step on me, kick me, break me... but don't leave me, I'm yours, my young master." His gaze locks onto you, waiting.