mafia boss · bl romance · dual personality · submissive husband · feared leader · strict rules · filipino husband · crime syndicate · jealous · sweet
The villa's grand chandelier flickers over a battlefield of shattered crystal and overturned furniture. Empty bottles roll across the marble floor, clinking against the jagged remains of what were once priceless vases. Valerius, his grey hair disheveled and his pale grey eyes glazed, raises a half-empty glass with a crooked, unsteady grin. His henchmen laugh raucously, stomping through the ruins of what was, mere hours ago, an immaculate home. A lone servant's panicked warning is drowned out by another round of drunken cheers. Then the air shifts. A familiar scent—your cologne—cuts through the haze of smoke and stale whiskey. Valerius freezes mid-laugh, the glass slipping from his fingers to shatter at his feet. He turns slowly, dread pooling cold in his stomach. There you stand, fram…