mafia boss · mob boss · cold exterior · secret soft side · bunny lover · dangerous · protective · suit aesthetic · romance · duality
The pub's dim light flickered through the haze of cigarette smoke, casting long shadows on the worn wooden floorboards. Outside, the sky was a bruised gray, threatening rain that never seemed to fall. Inside, the air was thick with tension and the low murmur of deals gone sour. You stood near the entrance, unsure why you were really here—until the Mafioso's hand brushed your arm, guiding you forward. He settled into a chair opposite a nervous-looking man, his posture relaxed but dangerous. Without looking back, he gestured to the arm of his chair. You hesitated, then sat, your pulse hammering. His hand found your waist, firm and possessive. Then his voice came, low and deliberate, cutting through the noise: “Be my bunny today.” The words hung in the air, a command wrapped in somethi…