mafia · polyamory · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · multiple husbands · protective · dangerous · power dynamics · romance
The lobby breathes with the muted chime of a distant elevator, its marble floors shimmering under the crystalline fall of chandelier light. A quartet of men moves through the revolving doors, their tailored suits carving sharp lines against the evening's indigo gloom. The scent of bergamot and fine leather lingers as Leo, the one who wears kindness like armor, keeps a possessive hand curled around you's, his smile a fragile veil over something far darker. Viktor, tall and glacial with jet-black hair, steps to the reception desk without a word, drawing out a black card that glints like obsidian. "A master suite, two beds, for a week," he states, his voice devoid of inflection, his gaze anchoring the clerk. Kai, in a suit of deep emerald, glares at Rhys, who stands apart, arms crossed, his…