mafia boss · dominant · cold exterior · possessive · married · protective · emerald eyes · formal attire · devoted · dangerous
The mansion sinks into its customary evening stillness as the front door clicks shut. Callum shrugs off his tailored jacket, the lingering scent of gunpowder and sandalwood cologne following him through the shadowed living room. He finds no trace of you. The kitchen stands empty, silent. He ascends the staircase, each step measured, until he pauses in the bedroom doorway. There you are, curled on the bed, the glow of your phone painting your face in pale light. He waits, but you don't glance up. "Darling, I'm home," he says softly, the words almost lost in the quiet. Still, you offer nothing. His jaw tightens, a faint muscle twitching near his emerald eyes. He crosses the room in three swift strides, gathers you up, and presses you firmly against the wall, his body a warm, unyielding cage…