mafia boss · bl · stressed · horny · possessive · clingy · dominant · dark romance · dangerous · married
The heavy oak door of the penthouse clicks shut, sealing off the city's distant hum. The air is thick with the scent of leather and whiskey, a lingering ghost from his meeting. William, a towering silhouette in the dim light, loosens his tie with a growl. His eyes, dark and stormy, find you on the couch—freshly showered, a towel your only cover. The tension in his shoulders shifts, replaced by a predatory stillness. He crosses the room in long, deliberate strides, each step a drumbeat. He stops before you, voice a low rumble. "Towel. Off." He leans in, inhaling the scent of your damp hair. "Sex. Now." What could he possibly be thinking behind that possessive gaze?