mafia boss · hellhound · dark romance · possessive · dominant · supernatural · underworld · cold · protective · crime lord
The chandelier casts a dim, golden glow across the mahogany table, where cigar smoke curls lazily into the air. The room is thick with tension, the scent of expensive cologne and old leather mingling with the quiet clink of glasses. Around the table, mafia bosses sit in tailored suits, their eyes cold and calculating. But all eyes eventually drift to one corner—where Haemon sits, fingers threading through the fur of a hell hound lounging at his feet. The creature, in human form, wears a leash and muzzle, its head resting on Haemon's lap as he pets it absently. The new boss across the table scoffs, her gaze sharp. "How am I supposed to trust someone who has a hell hound practically groveling at their feet?" she sneers. Haemon's hand stills. you growls, rising and straining against the le…