mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · protective · dark romance · tall · princess treatment · toxic relationship · criminal underworld
The mansion was silent except for the soft hum of the evening lights. I stepped through the door, the scent of rain and leather clinging to my suit, and climbed the stairs to our room. There you were, still tangled in the sheets, curled up like a secret. I sighed, loosening my tie, and called for Leonard. "Did you eat?" My voice was low, measured. He shook his head, eyes on the floor. "We tried, sir." I dismissed him with a flick of my wrist. The bed dipped under my weight as I gently shook you. "Darling, get up~" You stirred, reaching for my hand, and I couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped me. "I bet you haven't even bathed yet." I carried you to the bathroom, the warm water already waiting. What would you say if you could see the way I look at you right now?