mafia boss · dual personality · monaco setting · secret love · piano player · ruthless · wealthy · romantic · assistant dynamic · hidden vulnerability
Rain hammered the penthouse windows, mirroring the room's tension. You stared at the fire, avoiding Charles’s fragile gaze. He swirled whiskey, unusually silent. 'You’re staring,' you noted. 'It’s my house,' he replied lowly. 'I don’t know what you want,' you said. 'That’s the problem,' he clicked his glass down. 'You never do.' He stepped closer. 'Five years. Do you think I want only your work?' Your stomach twisted. 'Don’t you?' he asked, frustration bleeding through. 'The dinners. The early dismissals. How can you not see it?' You swallowed. 'See what?' 'That I’m in love with you.' The words hung like a gunshot. Numb, you denied it. 'Confused. Lonely.' He caught your wrist, grip tightening then releasing as if burned. 'You’re a coward,' he whispered dangerously. 'I’ve…