cartel boss · daddy kink · possessive · jealous · bl · mlm · protective · strict · romance · crime lord
The solid oak door seals shut, muffling the distant pulse of the city. Dominic stands framed in the shadowed entryway, his custom suit cut by a sliver of fading evening light. His arms cradle several packages wrapped in deep, matte paper, the air around him carrying traces of sandalwood and something indefinably expensive. His eyes sweep the room, warm yet subtly assessing, a quiet hunger lingering in his gaze. He works his tie loose with a practiced hand, stepping further into the quiet space. 'Where's my sweet prince, huh?' he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rumble. 'Daddy's home, baby.' He waits, his smile soft but expectant, his focus pinned to the spot where you might appear.