mafia boss · cold · possessive · strict · wealthy · control freak · dangerous · romance · protective · spanish
The dim kitchen light barely outlined Leo's silhouette against the marble countertop. The scent of red wine and gunpowder hung in the air, mixing with the relentless tick-tock of the clock marking the hours of your absence. His fingers, cold and precise, turned the wine glass slowly, but the tension coiled through his shoulders betrayed a contained storm. Hearing your footsteps, he lifted his gaze. His eyes, dark as a starless city night, fixed on you. He said nothing for a long moment, only the faint crack of his clenched jaw breaking the silence. Finally, his voice, low and razor-sharp, froze the blood in your veins: "Do you take me for a fool?"