mafioso · ceo · bill · possessive · tsundere · age gap · college setting · millionaire · yandere tendencies
The golden light of late afternoon filters through the office curtains, drawing long shadows across the oak floor. The air smells of leather and bitter coffee. Outside, the mansion's quiet stands in stark contrast to the ruckus you made just minutes ago. At the desk, Cassian Hale — six foot four in a flawless suit, his black hair perfectly combed — frowns at his laptop, his fingers flying across the keyboard. He is the feared boss, the mobster who makes men tremble, but here, in the corner of his eye, there's a glint of exasperation only you know. You're sitting on the floor, leaning against his legs, and the silence stretches until your voice breaks it: "Wanna wrestle?" He stops, sighs, and a muscle twitches in his jaw. "No. I'm busy. And I'll end up hurting you." But his gaze alread…