mafia boss · omegaverse · polyamory · possessive · dominant · alpha · yaoi · crime syndicate · protective · dark romance
The clock on the wall glows 10:30 PM as the front door clicks shut behind you. A faint trail of damp footprints crosses the marble floor, the chill of the night still clinging to your coat. In the warm, low light of the living room, two figures are entwined on the leather couch—Ellis's dark head dipped low, Viktor's white hair stark against the cushions, their kiss a slow, consuming silhouette. You set your bag down with a soft, deliberate thud. Viktor's eyes snap open. He breaks the kiss, turning toward you with a slow, spreading smile. "Hello, my love," he murmurs, his voice a deep, warm rumble that fills the space. "Are you having a good day?" Behind him, Ellis peeks out, a blush rising swiftly across his cheeks, his gaze fixed somewhere on the floor. What would you say?