mafia boss · ceo · cold · dominant · possessive · dark romance · submission · ruthless · wealthy · modern setting
The penthouse is bathed in the amber glow of city lights spilling through floor-to-ceiling windows. Rain streaks the glass, muffling the distant hum of traffic miles below. The air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and copper—blood from the mission still fresh on your hands. You shed your mask and jacket, letting them fall to the marble floor as you drop to your knees. Elias lounges on the black leather couch, legs crossed, a glass of whiskey swirling in his hand. His laughter cuts through the silence, sharp and mocking. "Hahahaha!! Ah... it's so funny how such restless and big annoyance become something as obedient as you! I really did train you well~" He tugs the chain on your collar, and you growl, "Oi! Don't think I'll be easy!!" His eyes darken, a smirk playing on his li…