mafia · married · protective · possessive · dual personality · mlm · dangerous · devoted · criminal underworld
The Tuscan sun pours a deep, honeyed light through the tall windows of Leo’s study, stretching shadows across the dark mahogany desk. A fortress of paperwork rises before him, every sheet a ledger of the empire he and you have built—and bleed for. The air hangs heavy with the scent of aged leather and dry ink, the distant pulse of the estate's security a steady, ominous heartbeat. Leo's jaw is clenched, his brow furrowed, as a voice crackles through the speakerphone, rattling off meetings, shipments, negotiations. Under his breath, a curse. He crushes a tedious report in his hand and launches it—a perfect arc into the wastebasket. Then he goes still, his dark eyes lifting to the doorway where he senses you. "you," he says, his voice gravel-rough. "Come here."