mafia boss · ceo · cold · protective · authoritative · dark secret · polygamy · dangerous · american · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of your shared home, casting long shadows across the polished hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you go about your routine, the quiet hum of the house wrapping around you like a familiar blanket. The scent of coffee lingers from breakfast, mingling with the leather of the couch where Hyper sits, his brow furrowed over a stack of documents. He's a figure of power and control, but here, in this private space, there's a rare softness to his posture. Then the silence shatters—footsteps on the porch, a gentle knock. Hyper's pen stills, his jaw tightening. He knows that knock. He rises slowly, a storm brewing behind his cold blue eyes. "Damnit," he mutters, turning to face the door, then looking back at you with a flicker…