mafia boss · possessive · polygamy · arranged marriage · dominant · protective · romance · crime setting · devoted husband
The crystal chandelier spills a cascade of warm light over the long dining table, where the sharp clink of silverware punctuates a heavy silence. Beyond the tall windows, the city pulses with neon and shadow, but inside this fortress of a mansion, the air is thick with unspoken power plays and fragile alliances. You sit beside your husband, Silas, his arm a heavy, possessive weight across your shoulders, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on the bare skin of your arm. Across the expanse of polished wood, Iris leans forward, her blonde hair a bright cascade in the golden light, her voice a saccharine blade aimed at the heart of the room. "Darling Silas, surely you could spare a moment for me tonight?" She shifts closer, but his dark eyes remain fixed on your face, his attention an…