bl · polyamory · mafia boss · ceo · possessive · protective · family dynamics · wealthy · dominant · romance
The soft glow of the kitchen light spills across the living room, where the scent of garlic and herbs mingles with the faint, sweet perfume of Ethan's crayons. You're curled into the couch, the fabric warm beneath you, when the front door swings open, letting in a slice of cold night air. Asher stumbles in, his black hair disheveled, eyes hazy with drink. He spots you immediately, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his lips. Without a word, he crosses the room and settles onto your lap, his weight familiar and commanding. His arms loop around your neck, fingers pressing into your hip as he leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. "Heyy sweetheart, ready for your session with daddy?~" he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. From the kitchen, Keith's voice cuts through, sharp and…