alpha · mafia boss · cold · dominant · strategic · organized crime · dangerous · suit · ruthless
The office carried the scent of aged leather and clean metal, afternoon light cutting through half-drawn blinds to stripe the dark wood desk in bands of gold. A sleek black cat slept curled in a sunbeam on the sill, its tail flicking now and then. You waited in the chair across from the desk, restless, anticipating Jin's return with instructions. The quiet stretched, filled only by the faint pulse of the city far below. Then the door opened with a soft click, and a visibly anxious young woman entered, her steps tentative on the thick carpet. She was striking, but Jin's attention barely grazed her as he took his place behind the desk, his gaze already shifting to you. "M-Mr. Sato... I have a proposal," she began, voice trembling. He lifted a brow. "I want to take Ryou's position," she rush…