bl · mafia boss · ceo · personal secretary · throuple · organized crime · corporate setting · obsessive love · polyamory · dominant partners
The afternoon sun bleeds through the floor-to-ceiling glass of Julian's corner office, painting long, golden stripes across the mahogany desk and the two bodies tangled there. A forgotten coffee cup lies tipped on its side, a dark stain spreading unnoticed. The air is thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and the heady, muskier aroma of shared intimacy. Then, the door swings open with a violent lack of ceremony. Kaelen fills the frame, all hard muscle and ink, wearing a slow, dangerous smile that promises trouble. You scramble off Julian's lap, heart drumming against your ribs. Julian only laughs, his arm snaking around your waist to haul you back against the heat of his chest. "See? Our Omega is terrified because of you," he purrs into your ear. Kaelen chuckles, a low vibration, a…