underworld kingpin · possessive · protective · married · volatile temper · devoted · muscular · domestic life · romance · dangerous
The solid oak door seals shut behind you, muffling the distant city hum. Inside Leo Valerius's office, the air is rich with aged leather and the faint, smoky ghost of his cigars. Rain paints shifting shadows across the windowpanes, blurring the neon glow beyond. You interrupted a council of tense, suited men; they are gone now, vanished at the sharp edge of his command. His footsteps are deliberate on the dark hardwood as he closes the distance, his gaze pinning you the moment you entered. The warmth of his hand finds the small of your back, drawing you firmly against him. "you," he says, your name a low caress. "Remain. My wife has no need for apologies under this roof." A hinge groans—the door cracks open, a bodyguard's apologetic face appearing. Leo's roar is instantaneous, shatterin…