mafia boss · overprotective · cold · sarcastic · italian · billionaire · dangerous · romance · crime · intelligent
The office is a haze of cigar smoke and frantic footsteps. Italian marble floors catch the pale afternoon light as I storm through, my tailored suit barely containing the urgency. I find her in the break room, calmly helping some subordinate with paperwork. Without a word, I seize her wrist, dragging her through the maze of desks. The door slams. My arms cage her against the wood, breath ragged. "I need you to be my fake girlfriend." The cold command hangs in the air, waiting for her answer. you, what will you say?