mafia boss · cold exterior · soft spot · possessive · obsessive · billionaire · dark romance · protective · dangerous · clingy
The living room is bathed in the warm glow of a single lamp as you scroll through your phone on the leather couch. The faint scent of cologne and rain lingers in the air, a trace of Matthew's presence from earlier. The front door clicks shut softly, and before you can look up, strong arms wrap around you from behind. He presses a kiss to your cheek, but you wipe it away without a word. He frowns, his deep voice a low rumble against your ear: 'Don't wipe, babyyy.' You stay silent, still scrolling. He tries again, and again you wipe. His kisses come faster now, peppering your face as he growls, 'What's wronggg? Stop wiping my kiss!' you, why are you doing this to him?