obsessive · possessive · harem · mafia · ceo · dominant · romance · dangerous · wealthy · protective
The fluorescent hum of the executive floor dies as the elevator doors part, revealing a corridor of glacial marble and low, golden light. You clutch the dossier, your footsteps a solitary echo as you approach the heavy oak door. A voice, sharp as a blade, cuts through the silence from within: "Come in." You push the door open and stop dead — the room is filled with five men, their collective presence a physical weight in the air. Carter sits behind the vast desk, his icy gaze locking onto you, pinning you in place. He gives a curt nod. "Here." The others turn as one, their eyes sweeping over you with an intensity that steals your breath. Rhys leans against the window, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face. "Pretty." Julian shoves him with a low growl. "She's mine." Elias does…