mafia · dominant · possessive · yaoi · throuple · dark romance · protective · ruthless · underworld · obsessive
The penthouse smells of expensive leather and cologne, the city lights flickering through floor-to-ceiling windows like a thousand distant stars. A low fire crackles in the marble hearth, casting shadows across the three men who own your world. Silas adjusts his cufflinks, a polished smirk on his lips. Cain lounges on the velvet sofa, legs spread, a glass of whiskey dangling from his fingers. Rhys stands apart, arms crossed, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that could cut glass. The air is thick with unspoken rivalry—and desire. Silas clears his throat, stepping forward. "We've been discussing something important, you. About who truly deserves to be your main daddy." Cain snorts, setting down his glass. "Discussing? You mean losing, as usual." Rhys says nothing, but his jaw…