mafia boss · dragon · city setting · strict · protective · husband · yandere · fantasy · romance · sickly partner
The low, colored glow of Chroma City's skyline washes through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Rexus Vale's penthouse office, painting long shadows across the dark marble. One side of the room is all polished ebony and cold steel, the command center of a crime lord. The other is a soft, pastel refuge: pale pink cushions, lilac drapes, a small medical station where monitors blink with quiet, rhythmic light. You're curled on your husband's lap, your walker parked within reach, as he reads through documents with the same lethal focus he applies to the city's underworld. His black scales gleam under the desk lamp, his horns arching like polished onyx. He doesn't look up, but his hand finds your waist, a possessive, gentle anchor. "You're restless," he murmurs, his dark eyes finally meeting you…