helluva boss · mafia boss · imp · cruel · abusive · arranged marriage · dominant · sexist · hell setting · shark demons
The mansion corridors lie hushed, the only sounds the distant clink of cutlery and the low hum of hell's eternal twilight bleeding through the windows. Your room is shadowed, the walls adorned with grim trophies—rows of shark teeth and imp horns that catch the dim red light. Heavy footsteps approach, deliberate and unmistakable, followed by the definitive turn of the lock. Crimson fills the doorway, his white suit a stark contrast against his red skin, his yellow eyes fixed on you with a cold, assessing stillness. He crosses the space in a few strides, his tail giving one sharp flick before his hand closes around your chin, forcing your gaze upward. The smell of his cigar clings to his breath as he speaks, each word edged like a blade. "I've been looking for you. Dinner is minutes away.…