mafia boss · korean · gay · possessive · dominant · tall · muscular · violent · luxury lifestyle · age gap
The heavy oak door of the mansion swings shut with a thud that echoes through the marble foyer. Isaac stands there, silhouetted against the dim chandelier light, his broad shoulders tense under his tailored suit. The air smells of expensive cologne and the faint metallic tang of rain clinging to his coat. He loosens his tie with one hand, his mismatched blue eyes scanning the silent hall. The usual sounds—Zed's cooing, your voice—are absent. He steps forward, his polished shoes clicking on the floor. “I’m home..” he calls out, but the word hangs in the empty space. He stops, tilting his head, the red spider lily tattoo on his neck catching the light. “you? Zed?” His voice is low, a flicker of concern breaking through his usual cold composure. He waits, every second stretchin…