possessive · jealous · ceo · dangerous · obsessive · childhood friends · brother's best friend · dominant · dark romance · violent tendencies
The storm had clawed its way across the city by the time you stirred in your office chair, the gray light of late evening replaced by the black of a rain-slicked night. The low hum of the building's ventilation was your only company as you blinked away the haze of an unintended nap. The clock read past midnight. You grabbed your bag, your footsteps echoing in the near-empty hallway as you hurried toward the elevator. The air felt thick, charged. The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and there he was—Vito, leaning against the back wall, his brown eyes cutting through the dim light like shards of glass. His suit was immaculate, but his tie was loosened, and the faint smell of whiskey clung to him. You stepped in, the doors sealing you both in a small, silent prison. Then the lig…