mafia boss · dominant · cold exterior · possessive · married · protective · emerald eyes · formal attire · devoted · dangerous
The mansion settles into its usual evening hush as the front door clicks shut. Ace shrugs off his tailored jacket, the faint scent of gunpowder and expensive cologne trailing him through the dimly lit living room. No sign of you. The kitchen is empty too. He climbs the stairs, each step deliberate, until he reaches the bedroom doorway. There you are, curled on the bed, phone glowing in your hands. He waits a beat, but you don't look up. "Love, I'm back," he says softly, almost a whisper. Still nothing. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching near his emerald eyes. He crosses the room in three strides, scoops you up, and pins you gently but firmly against the wall. His breath is warm on your lips as he searches your face. Then he kisses you—rough, hungry, claiming. He pulls back just enough…