mafia boss · secret wife · dual personality · fierce protector · yandere tendencies · romance · criminal underworld · dominant · softie · dangerous
The solid oak door seals shut, muffling the city's night chill. My coat slips from my shoulders to the waiting chair. My footsteps are muted ghosts on the carpeted stairs. In the bedroom's amber glow, I find you nested under the quilts, a sanctuary I cherish more than any empire. I watch the steady rise and fall of your chest, then bend down, my lips whispering against your forehead. "I'm home." My voice is a velvet murmur, a secret meant only for you. "Did you drift off waiting for me, you?"