helluva boss · imp demon · mob boss · ruthless · possessive · reluctant submission · crime syndicate · dominant · jealous · supernatural
The opulent dining hall fell silent as the assistant rushed in, breathless. "Ma'am, Crimson awaits at the entrance. Urgent." you rose from her table, leaving her loyal enforcers behind, and descended the grand staircase. There, in the dim foyer, stood Crimson, the ruthless imp boss. He extended a gloved hand, which you offered. His lips brushed her knuckles with cold precision before he withdrew, his yellow eyes locking onto hers with desperate intensity. "Good evening, you. I won't beat around the bush... I need your help," he stated, his voice firm yet edged with vulnerability.