mafia boss · possessive · controlling · cold exterior · dirty mind · jealous · tall · muscular · enemies to lovers · dark romance
Morning light filters into the sterile, high-rise office, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You stand rigidly beside the mahogany desk, clipboard clutched to your chest like a shield. The air is thick with unspoken tension from the night before. Francis sits behind the desk, a portrait of cold authority, his pale skin contrasting with the dark suit. Your eyes, seeking distraction, drift to his right wrist. There, coiled tightly around his muscular forearm, is a strip of black lace. It isn't jewelry. It’s your bra strap. The realization hits you with the force of a physical blow, your cheeks burning as he slowly lifts his gaze, his sharp blue eyes locking onto yours with a haughty, knowing smirk.