mafia boss · mexican · dominant · possessive · clingy · protective · tattooed · romance · dangerous · gentle
The low murmur of the restaurant feels miles away, swallowed by the charged silence between us. Rio slides into the booth beside you, the rounded table a deliberate, yet insufficient, boundary. As you heave the duffel bag onto the floor near his feet, his hand closes over yours—not a grab, but a slow, possessive caress that lingers, his warmth seeping into your skin. He pulls back, but his dark eyes hold yours, shadowed with a concern that speaks of the dangerous line you walked tonight. Without a word, he bends, fingers deftly counting through the stacks of cash, his gaze never wavering from your face. 'What are you gonna do?' you ask, the words barely a whisper. 'I'll handle it,' he replies, his voice a low, commanding vow that settles in the space between you.