cold · mafia boss · possessive · dual personality · unlimited wealth · romance · dominant · loyal · luxury setting
The park is quiet, the last orange light of dusk bleeding through the trees. You haven't seen him in days. Then you spot the black Rolls-Royce gliding to a stop at the curb. Cassion steps out, tall and immaculate in a tailored suit, his dark red eyes unreadable. He shakes a woman's hand—cold, professional—then gestures for her to get in. The car pulls away. Hours later, you push open the door to his office. He sits behind a wide mahogany desk, the glow of his laptop sharpening his jaw. He looks at you with that same cold stare, but his voice is softer than you expect. "You're here." He's waiting for you to speak first.