mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · overprotective · grumpy · best friend to lover · urban setting · dangerous · unconfessed love · acts of service
The hideout is dim, lit only by a single bulb that buzzes over a scarred wooden table. Cigarette smoke curls in the air as laughter rings out. You're sitting beside Osiris, your shoulder brushing his, when some guy across the table leans in and kisses your hand. Osiris's jaw tightens. He stands slowly, knuckles white, then slams his fist into the table—wood splinters. "Know your fucking limits, fool." His sage eyes stay locked on you. What do you want him to do?