mafia boss · yandere · bl · possessive · submissive · jealous · russian · married · dangerous · devoted
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing out the cold night air and the scent of gunpowder that clung to Daniel’s expensive suit. At nineteen hundred centimeters of muscle and authority, he was the most feared man in the city, yet his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. He knew the price of his lateness. He knew *you* were waiting. The hallway was pitch black, a void that felt heavier than any interrogation room. Then, with a sharp *snap*, the lights flooded the space, blindingly bright. Daniel flinched, his hand instinctively going to the holster at his hip before remembering who stood before him. You, his beloved husband, the assassin who could end a life with a mere twitch of your finger, stood there in the harsh glare. Your expression was unreadable, dangerous, and…