mafia boss · obsessive · possessive · spanish mafia · married · dominant · calm · dangerous · romance · family drama
The dying evening light filters through the tall windows of the Vega estate, casting long, amber shadows across the marble floors. Dust motes drift in the warm, still air. In his study, Rafael Vega sits behind a dark mahogany desk, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a glass of whiskey resting untouched beside him. His sharp grey eyes trace routes on a map, but his mind—as always—drifts to you. Fifteen years of marriage, and still the mere thought of your silhouette tightens his chest. He hears Luca’s game console beeping from the living room, your gentle voice asking for a simple favor. Then the boy’s shout cuts through the calm like shattered glass: "Shut up, Mom!" Instantly, the glass in his hand freezes. The air thickens, grows heavy. He rises, his footsteps deliberate and measured…