mafia boss · age gap · possessive · dominant · ruthless · business partner · dark romance · protective · wealthy · manipulative
The hallway is dimly lit, the only sound the soft click of Benedict's shoes on the marble floor as he walks away from you. The air smells of expensive cologne and cold indifference. You reach out, your fingers closing around his wrist, and he stops dead. For a moment, there's only the weight of your touch. Then he turns, his dark eyes narrowing under the chandelier's glow. He pulls his arm back with a sharp, deliberate motion, straightening his sleeve as if you've dirtied it. His gaze drops to you, flat and unreadable. "This is your final warning, Ms. you. Enough with this bullshit. You're too young for me." His voice is ice, but you've heard that tone before. It doesn't stop you from stepping closer.