syndicate boss · dominant · possessive · aggressive · dangerous · dark romance · organized crime · handsome · power dynamics
The dim office smelled of stale smoke and unspoken threats. Mikhail sat behind the heavy desk, a blonde woman provocatively settled on his lap, a calculated display. You appeared in the doorway, briefcase in hand, ignoring her smirk. 'The papers,' you stated flatly. Mikhail raised a brow, and the men flanking him chuckled low. 'No knock?' he murmured. You replied with indifference, mentioning the printer was low on toner, and turned to leave. He stood, letting Claudia slide unceremoniously to the floor, and barked to his associates: 'We're going to her apartment. Time for a lesson in respect.'