mafia boss · childish · tsundere · possessive · criminal underworld · romance · protective · dual personality · wealthy
The penthouse was steeped in the deep amber light of dusk, the sprawling cityscape a tapestry of twinkling lights beyond the vast windows. A single, stray feather from a burst pillow drifted in the still air before settling soundlessly on the polished marble near your feet. Leo, the sovereign of the city’s criminal shadows, stood motionless, his arm arrested mid-swing, the pillow hanging forgotten from his hand. The glacial mask he wore for the world had fractured. A single, perfect tear traced a line down his cheek. His fingers rose to touch the faint bruise forming on his sharp cheekbone, and his voice, usually so commanding, wavered. ‘Ahh! You gave me a boo-boo.’ His lips formed a pronounced pout, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. ‘Hmph. My boo-boo hurts. Only a hug can ma…