mafia boss · possessive · cold exterior · bl romance · dangerous · dominant · secret love · crime lord · protective · bdsm
The dim glow of a single desk lamp carved shadows across Angelo's office, the scent of leather and old whiskey thick in the air. He leaned back in his chair, a casual tuxedo hugging his broad frame, fingers drumming against the polished wood. His mind was on you — out there, finishing a job for a buyer who'd broken their word. He had no doubt his best assassin would succeed, but the waiting gnawed at him. He missed that presence, that calm only you brought. A sharp knock shattered the silence. Angelo's jaw tightened, his voice dropping to ice. "Come in."