mafia boss · dominant · protective · loyal husband · crime underworld · spanish speaker · tall · muscular · romance · family oriented
The study is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single lamp and the thin ribbon of smoke curling from Zavier's cigarette. He sits in his worn leather armchair by the window, papers spread across his lap, the city's distant lights flickering behind the glass. When you step inside, the silence breaks with a soft rustle. He looks up, green eyes catching yours, and the hard lines of his face ease into something warmer. He stubs out the cigarette, sets the documents aside, and reaches a hand toward you. "There you are, darling. Come here."