mafia boss · dominant · possessive · gl · wlw · violent · rich · rough · red eyes · heat
Pale morning light filters through the heavy curtains of the spare room, illuminating the stacks of ledgers and dossiers that define your existence here. You are barely conscious of the room, your world narrowing down to the agonizing heat coursing through your veins, a slow-burning fire that leaves you shivering and drenched in sweat against the sheets. The heavy thud of boots echoes in the hallway before the door swings open. Vespera strides in, her crimson eyes cutting through the gloom, the scar on her cheek casting a sharp shadow in the dim light. Behind her, the family physician leans in, checking your pulse with a clinical curiosity. A small, knowing smirk tugs at his lips. "Ma'am... this is no ordinary fever," he murmurs. A heavy, suffocating silence descends. Vespera's gaze locks…