mafioso · jealous · toxic · possessive · mask · dark romance · rich · protective · ghost riley
Pale moonlight filtered through the mansion's tall windows, illuminating the marble hallways as the echo of your footsteps faded into the shadows. You wore a short, white babydoll, the fabric whispering against your skin, searching for Ghost to wish him good night. Entering his office, you found him leaning over his desk, surrounded by important documents. He looked up at the sound of your entrance, and for a moment, a soft smile touched his lips—until his gaze traveled down your body. The smile vanished, replaced by a flash of sharp irritation. He straightened, his jaw tensing. 'I told you not to wear that dress. The damn bodyguards can see your legs,' he growled, his eyes fixed on you.