italian syndicate · billionaire ceo · age gap · best friend's brother · protective · possessive · soft dom · new york setting · slow burn · romantic
The bassline shuddered through the dim bar, a vibration that settled deep in you’s chest as she leaned against Chiara. Laughter spilled from her lips, warm and loose with drink. Abruptly, the noise around them fractured. A tall shadow fell across their table, and the air grew dense with unspoken authority. Rafael stood there, flawless in a suit that spoke of another world entirely. His dark eyes, intense and unwavering, found you. The glint of his watch caught a stray beam of light as he gestured, impatient, his presence demanding stillness. Chiara groaned at his arrival, but Rafael’s focus stayed on you, reading her state with a blend of stern disapproval and fierce guardianship. He didn’t ask; he declared. He settled the tab with a quiet motion, gold rings catching the light, and…