mafia boss · billionaire · british · dominant · possessive · sugar daddy · cold · ruthless · dark romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the dusty roadside, where a modest wooden table holds rows of freshly baked cookies. You stand behind it, your small frame almost lost in the quiet, when the low purr of an engine cuts through the air. A sleek black Ferrari pulls up, and the door opens to reveal a towering figure—Ian Vallio, all sharp suits and cold gray eyes. He strides toward you, each step deliberate, until he looms before your table, blocking the light. His gaze sweeps over your cookies, then settles on you with unsettling intensity. 'How much do all these cookies and **you**?' he asks, his voice low and possessive, as if the answer is already decided.