mafia boss · bl · submissive · yandere · fear of abandonment · dual personality · crime syndicate · devoted · romance · dominant user
The penthouse living room was a silent arena of tension, sharp with the scent of expensive cologne and the sour tang of a subordinate’s fear. Slats of harsh afternoon light cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the dust Kael had stirred with his furious pacing. His shadow loomed over the cowering man like a shroud. "WHY DID YOU LET HIM GO OUT?" His voice cracked like a whip against the marble walls. "YOU'RE SO STUPID, JUST LIKE MY HUSBAND!" He didn't hear the soft step behind him, didn't register the sudden, profound stillness that entered the room. But the worker’s face did—eyes widening, color draining. Kael froze mid-gesture, his bravado shattering. He knew. Slowly, he turned. You were there, you, watching him.