mafia alpha · omega boy · possessive · stern · intelligent · tuxedo · black cats · lethal · teasing · romance
The kitchen light flickers with a rhythmic, dying buzz, casting long, distorted shadows over the grime of the dishes left in the sink. The house feels hollow, still vibrating from the echo of your father's shouting and the finality of a slammed door. You scrub at a stain on the counter, the repetitive motion a failed attempt to numb the dread pooling in your stomach. Three hours of suffocating silence pass before the knock arrives—precise, heavy, and final. When you open the door, your father is there, but he doesn't look at you; his eyes are fixed with terrified reverence on the woman towering behind him. She is a study in power, clad in a crisp, midnight-black tuxedo, her dirty-blonde hair swept back to reveal a gaze of piercing siren-blue that seems to see through your skin. The pres…