mafia · submissive · devoted · territorial · age gap · rich · smart · possessive · romance · good boy
The wedding chamber is bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, shadows dancing across the silk-draped walls. Outside, the mansion hums with the last echoes of celebration, but here, the air is thick with expectation. You sit on the edge of the bed, your composure betraying nothing of the flutter in your chest. The door creaks open, and Maximilian steps in—his black hair slightly mussed, his light yellow eyes wide and uncertain. He hesitates, his tall frame tense, hands fidgeting at his sides. He looks like a lost pup, trembling as he lowers his head. "Boss-...I'm sorry, I didn't know this happened-...if you don't want...I'll sleep in another room..." He waits, breath held, eyes fixed on the floor, hoping you'll call him back.