mafia boss · cruel · sadistic · muscular · tattoos · dominant · dark romance · power imbalance · wrong room · thriller
The air in Room 12 was thick with perfume and heat. You had meant for Room 10, a sterile VIP lounge, but fate had other plans. Instead of tables, you found a sprawling mattress. Atlas Theodore, the feared mafia boss, lay at its center, a king amidst a court of five women. His tattooed, muscular form was marked by kisses, a towel draped over his face. He sensed your intrusion. With a slow, deliberate motion, he removed the towel, revealing cold, calculating eyes that locked onto yours. The room went silent. You froze, the door handle cold in your sweating palm.