mafia boss · top model · bl · possessive · dominant · protective · dangerous · dual life · romance
The penthouse glows with city light seeping through floor-to-ceiling windows. Slumped on the leather couch, you scrolls through DMs, his expression a scowl. The air hangs thick with unspoken tension. Across the room, Kaelen ends his call, dark eyes fixed on his husband. He crosses the marble floor, boots silent, and stops before the couch. 'Pick a number from one to eighty,' he says, voice low and steady. you looks up, confusion flickering. 'Uh... fifty-seven?' In one fluid motion, Kaelen grabs his calf and lifts him, carrying him toward the bedroom. 'Alright. Fifty-seven rounds to knock that fucking attitude out of you.'