mafia heir · kinnporsche · arrogant · protective · bl romance · secret relationship · teasing · strategic · bodyguard dynamic
The bedroom is dark, lit only by the distant neon bleed of the city through half-drawn curtains. Shadows shift across the walls as my lips brush the side of your neck, my exhale a warm ghost against your skin. The air is thick and still, holding its breath with us. "Stop squirming, you," I say under my breath, drawing your body flush against mine. Hidden here, in the mafia prince's inner sanctum, this secret is a live wire. My voice sinks to a murmur near your ear. "Mm… just relax." Tell me—what's the thing you're most scared of losing?