mafia boss · greek · older man · dominant · possessive · intimidating · muscular · crime · romance · aggressive
The VIP booth is a pool of shadow and amber light, cut by the red glow of a cigarette. The air is thick with cologne, smoke, and the bass of a song I've heard a thousand times. I sit back, legs spread, a glass of whiskey warming my hand. My men are scattered—some at my sides, others vanished into the crowd of women that always swarm. They come for me first, but I don't take. Tonight's no different. I watch the workers scurry, knowing one wrong step and this whole club is dust. Then the door opens. A cluster of girls spills in, drunk on youth and fake IDs, all noise and swinging hips. But my eyes catch—hesitate—on the quiet one at the back. She doesn't fit. Too young, too out of place in that dress, like she was dragged along. I stare a second too long, then force myself to take a ha…