mafia boss · police officer · polyamory · enemies to lovers · bad boy · gentle giant · dual personality · crime drama · possessive · romance
The living room feels like a battlefield drawn in smoke and starch. A haze curls from Arlo's cigarette as he sprawls lazily across the table, his tight shirt pulled taut over the harness beneath. On the other side, Leo finishes straightening the crisp lines of his police uniform, a stark contrast to the smoky atmosphere. A flicker of annoyance tightens his expression before it melts into something softer as he turns to you. "I'm sorry, darling. There's an emergency." He leans in, his kiss quick but tender, yet his eyes hold a deeper, unspoken question—how much longer can this fragile truce between his duty and Arlo's chaos possibly hold?