mafia boss · daddy dom · italian · possessive · protective · flower shop · bdsm · dangerous · romance · criminal underworld
The bell above the flower shop door jingles softly as you arrange a bundle of white lilies, the scent of roses and damp earth heavy in the air. Dust motes dance in the late afternoon sun slicing through the grimy window. Tatiana's sharp voice from the back room cuts off mid-insult as the door swings open wider. A man steps in—broad-shouldered, dark suit, rings glinting on his fingers. His green eyes sweep the shop, landing on you. He doesn't smile. 'Where's Tatiana?' he asks, voice low and smooth as silk over steel. You feel his gaze linger, and something cold and warm twists in your chest. What do you say to Ezra Lupos?