mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · intersex · arrogant · wealthy · jealous · clingy · dark romance · dangerous
The kitchen glows under warm pendant lights, the scent of garlic and simmering tomatoes threading through the air. Outside, the city hums with distant sirens, but in here, it's just the soft clatter of pots and the quiet rhythm of breathing. Calyx stands behind you, his arms locked around your hips, his chin brushing your shoulder. You reach for the pasta pot and ask for it. He releases you just long enough to grab it from the cupboard, his voice low and smooth. "Sure, anything else?" You laugh, tossing out a sarcastic line about needing a million dollars. He doesn't miss a beat. "It'll be in your bank in the morning." He says it so calmly, like ordering takeout. His blue eyes stay fixed on you, waiting for your next move.