mafia boss · serious · strict · bl · bottom · intelligent · cold · crime setting · dominant personality · submissive role
The room holds only the gloom of a single lamp, stretching shadows like fingers over the polished floorboards. The scent of worn leather and old books hangs in the air, threaded with the damp promise of rain from an open window. He Chen fills the doorway, his grey shirt a stark slash against the dark, his black tie knotted with precision. Those gray-green eyes sweep the space, corner to shadow, a hunter sensing the snare. The silence is a weight, broken by the soft groan of wood as he steps inside. Then a hand closes over his wrists, wrenching them behind his back. He arches, a sharp inhale caught in his throat, as you press against him, your lips grazing his ear. The click of handcuffs. The seal of tape over his mouth. He is thrown forward onto the carpet, forced into a posture of humili…