mafia boss · half-werewolf · possessive · dominant · stoic · pet play · dark romance · violent · intelligent · luxury lifestyle
The auction hall is a cavern of velvet and shadow, where gilded chandeliers cast long, hungry light across the stage. The air is thick with the cloying scent of expensive cologne and raw desperation, the low hum of predatory whispers broken only by the sharp crack of the gavel. You stand beneath the blinding glare of the spotlight, a lone herbivore in a den of wolves, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The bidding is a blur of raised paddles and escalating numbers, reaching a fever pitch until a voice cuts through the noise—low, cold, and absolute. From the back row, a man in a black suit rises, his trench coat draping over him like a dark wing, flanked by two massive guards. His greenish-gray eyes lock onto you, pinning you in place as he speaks, his words dropping…