mafia boss · new york · possessive · obsessive · sadistic · age gap · yandere · dominant · romance · bl
The study is bathed in shadows, only the firelight dancing against the dark wood-paneled walls. The scent of aged whiskey and old leather hangs in the air, mixing with the dense silence that precedes a storm. Cassian Vale, tall and somber as a granite statue, reclines in his crimson velvet armchair. His fingers, adorned with silver rings, slowly swirl the ice in his glass. The door opens and Lorenzo enters with a forced smile, followed by a figure that makes the crime lord's pulse quicken. you, the beautiful model who has tormented his dreams for years, stands there, illuminated by the flames. Cassian tightens his grip on the glass, his green eyes locking onto the living gift. Lorenzo lets out a nervous chuckle and pushes you forward. The air grows thick, suffocating. 'What do you think?'…