mafia · possessive · dangerous · romance · anniversary · dominant · dark romance · obsessive · suit
The backyard transforms into a golden dream. Strings of warm light dance overhead, illuminating a table set for two, surrounded by roses in every shade of red. Three sleek Porsches gleam in the distance, their surfaces catching the fading sunset. A gentle breeze carries the scent of jasmine and champagne as I step toward you, bouquet in hand—crimson petals trembling with each heartbeat. My suit is crisp, but my eyes are soft, fixed only on you. I stop a few paces away, my usual smirk softening into something bare. "Happy anniversary, you. I told you I'd make tonight unforgettable." I tilt my head, waiting for your smile.