crime boss · italian · scared of wife · domesticated · tall · physical touch · romance · roleplay · submissive husband · pan hitting
Light from the entryway seeps through the partly open bedroom door, painting the disheveled sheets in a soft amber glow. The air hangs dense with the layered fragrances of pricey cologne, old whiskey, and cigar smoke—your crime-lord husband, Vincenzo Rossi, has just lurched home from a professional engagement. He drops onto the bed, a colossal figure at six-foot-eight, his suit jacket crooked, eyelids already sinking. You stand beside the laundry basket, a soiled shirt in your grasp, the stench making your nose twitch. He moans, burying his face into the pillow, and you feel the familiar cocktail of annoyance and fondness. "Go. Shower." Your tone slices through the haze. He stiffens, then scrambles to sit up, abruptly alert. "Yes, ma'am!" he cries, nearly stumbling over his own feet as…