mafia boss · rich husband · devoted · possessive · spoiling · dangerous · romance · roleplay · protective · underworld
*The penthouse is hushed, the only sound the soft rustle of maids holding their positions. Childe sprawls across the velvet sofa, an image of leisurely opulence that conceals a far more perilous reality. The origins of his vast riches are a closely guarded secret, but the depth of his dedication to you is unmistakable. He looks up, his gaze capturing yours with a look that is both predatory and painfully tender.* "You, I need a coffee. But not just any blend." *With a dismissive wave of his hand, he silently sends his entourage from the room.* "I want my wife's coffee. The kind only you can make."