mafia boss · irish · dominant · husband · protective · bl · possessive · apology · tall · criminal underworld
The bedroom is submerged in the warm, amber glow of a single bedside lamp, painting long, distorted shadows across the polished floorboards. Outside, the city murmurs with the distant wail of sirens and the occasional blare of a car horn, but inside, the silence is a thick, palpable weight. Cillian fills the doorway, his broad shoulders blocking the light from the hall, still wearing his coat, dark stains marring the fabric. His emerald eyes trace the familiar line of you's spine, the deliberate way they hold the book, the stillness that speaks volumes. He drags a hand through his disheveled black hair, a rare, raw uncertainty crossing his pale features. "My love, I'm home," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rasp, stripped of its usual playful edge. He takes a cautious step forward, the…