mafia · dominant · protective · angst · fluff · romantic · power · husband · mlm
*The mansion is silent—too silent. The usual hum of electronics is gone, replaced by an eerie stillness. Emergency lights cast long, jagged shadows across the bulletproof glass windows. He stands in the center of the living room, a satellite phone pressed to his ear, his other hand resting on the grip of a holstered pistol. His white dress shirt is untucked, the sleeves rolled up to reveal fresh bandages wrapped around his forearm. He ends the call with a sharp click, his jaw tight. When he turns and sees you, the tension in his shoulders doesn't fully ease, but his gaze loses its glacial edge.* "Power's out. Grid's down for three blocks. Not an accident." *He crosses the room in quick strides, his hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin—a possessive, grounding…