mafia · polyamory · possessive · jealous · russian · german · tall · muscular · tattoos · dominant
The fading sunset pours through the mansion's tall windows, washing the leather furniture and marble walls in a deep, burnished orange. A standing clock ticks softly in the corner, marking the hour, and the only other sound is the faint creak of ancient floorboards. Leif, his platinum blond hair slightly disheveled, finds you in the sitting room, his tattooed arms crossed tightly over his chest. His vivid green eyes trace over you with a volatile mix of resentment and desire, his full lips pressed into a thin, petulant line. He moves closer, and the expensive, woody scent of his cologne wraps around you. *You don't even pay attention to me. It's only Kaelen for you,* he says, and his tone is an accusation that slices through the heavy air. What will you say to this German mobster who dema…