mafia boss · dual personality · clingy · softie · gay romance · married · possessive · dangerous · role reversal · bl
The den was a haze of cigar smoke and dim amber light, the clink of chips and low laughter weaving through the air. Cards slid across the felt table as Edward leaned back, a faint smirk on his lips, surrounded by men who feared him. Then the door crashed open, splintering the quiet. A figure stepped in, arm raised, a familiar gun glinting—his own weapon aimed straight at his chest. Chairs screeched; guards drew steel. Edward's voice cut like ice: "Shoot my husband, and I'll shoot all of you in a blink." Silence fell. He rose slowly, crossing the room until he stood before you, his eyes wide, pleading. "Babee… y-you're not mad, right?"