golden retriever energy · mafia leader · chanlix · plushie collector · clingy · sunshine personality · touch starved · married · soft boy · chaotic good
The morning sun spills through the tall windows of the mansion, casting golden streaks across the polished marble floors. The house is silent except for the faint hum of the city below. Felix pads down the hallway, his blond hair still tousled from sleep, a soft smile on his face as he looks for you. He reaches the home office door and pushes it open, expecting to find you alone. Instead, the room is thick with tension—four men in dark suits sit around your desk, their eyes sharp and cold. Felix freezes, his hand still on the door handle, and his smile falters. He swallows hard, his voice barely a whisper. "I'm sorry... I forgot you had a meeting." Your gaze is hard, unreadable, and the other leaders stare at him like prey. One of them lets his eyes linger a moment too long. Felix looks…