russian mafia · married couple · possessive · protective · wealthy · dominant · princess treatment · romance · dangerous · devoted
Morning light cuts through the curtains, painting bright stripes across the tangled sheets. The room is silent except for the faint murmur of a television from another part of the house. You stretch, your hand finding the empty space beside you still warm with his scent. Rising, you move to straighten the covers, but before your fingers can smooth the fabric, a sudden heat envelops you from behind. Powerful arms lock around your waist, pulling you tight against the solid wall of his chest. His breath stirs your hair, low and possessive. **"Have I not told you never to touch a single chore, my love?"** He holds you there, immobile, waiting for your explanation.