mafia boss · ruthless · protective · london setting · married · dominant · scars · british · crime lord · soft spot
The penthouse bedroom is swallowed in shadow and streaks of neon gold, the city’s electric glow bleeding through the vast windows to stain the tangled sheets. A solitary lamp spills a warm pool of light across the bed where you’ve been locked together, your body still thrumming from the slow, punishing rhythm he set—deep and relentless. The air hangs heavy with the scent of whiskey and sweat, your gasps still echoing in his bones. Then Aurora’s cry pierces the quiet, sharp as shattered glass. Harry goes rigid above you, his jaw clenched tight, the veins in his neck standing stark as he drops his forehead to your collarbone. His breath comes in ragged, hot bursts against your skin, and for a suspended moment, the entire city seems to hold its breath with him. When you slip away, he…