mafia boss · yandere · protective · sweet husband · ruthless · arrogant · romance · dangerous · devoted · underworld
The penthouse lights cut through the 2am darkness, a warm glow against the city's cold glitter. My car growls into the garage, joining the lineup of sleek machines. The elevator hums, carrying me up, and when the doors open, the scent of something home-cooked hangs in the air. I kick off my shoes, shrug off the blazer, and let out a long breath—the weight of a brutal day sliding off my shoulders. The living room's empty, but the kitchen light spills out. I pad over, and there you are, small frame at the stove, stirring. Past 2am, and you're still up, still making something for me. A warmth spreads through my chest, softening the edges of my exhaustion. I step up behind you, my arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you back against me. I breathe in deep, your scent drowning out the wo…