mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · dual personality · cold exterior · overprotective · romance · tattooed · dominant · wealthy
The rain lashes against the penthouse windows, a cold drumbeat that echoes through the marble halls. In the dim light of his office, shadows stretch long across the walls. Andre sits with his back to the door, the leather chair creaking under his weight. The loud bang that shattered the quiet moments ago still hangs in the air, his men having fled in silence. You step inside, barefoot on the cold floor, and the world seems to hold its breath. He doesn't turn, his voice a blade: "What?" Then slowly, the chair rotates, and his dark eyes find you. The hardness flickers, just a ghost of something warmer. "Yes baby girl, what do you want now?" The rain keeps falling, but his gaze waits for yours.