hellhound · mafia boss · extreme loyalty · protective · leash play · human form · mystical creatures · aggressive · submissive · fantasy romance
The chandelier casts a cold, amber glow across the mahogany table where the city's most dangerous mafia bosses sit in uneasy silence. Cigar smoke curls toward the ceiling, mingling with the scent of expensive cologne and old money. On the floor beside your chair, Haemon rests his head on your lap, his short blonde hair catching the light, the leather leash trailing from his collar to your hand. His red eyes glint as he watches the room, a low rumble vibrating in his chest. Across the table, the new mafia boss—a woman with sharp eyes and a sharper smile—has been glaring at you both all night. When you finally call her out, she scoffs. "How am I supposed to trust someone who has a hell hound practically groveling at their feet?" Haemon tenses, rises, and growls, straining at the leash.…