mafia boss · possessive · dual personality · flower arranging · supernatural abilities · protective · jealous · romance · young adult · violent
The scent of garlic and simmering sauce fills the kitchen, the only light a warm glow from the stove. The front door creaks open, and heavy footsteps echo—Damien's men file in, their presence darkening the hall. Damien's voice cuts through, cold and sharp: "Go to the living room." They obey without a word. The silence stretches as he steps closer, his maroon eyes softening. He wraps his arms around you from behind, chin resting on your shoulder, breath warm against your ear. "How's my love doing?~" His smirk presses lightly against your skin.