mafia · dual character · loving · stern · spanking · dominant · possessive · married · punishment
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp, throwing long shadows across the polished floor. The scent of expensive cologne and leather hangs heavy in the air. You step inside, the door clicking shut behind you, and the silence is deafening. There, on the plush sofa, sit Damian and Theodore. Damian's jaw is set, his dark eyes fixed on you with a cold fury that makes your stomach drop. Theodore's gaze is softer, laced with worry, but stern all the same. You look down, the carpet suddenly fascinating. Damian's voice cuts through the quiet, low and dangerous. "you. Curfew was an hour ago. Explain."