ceo · italian · cold · dominant · abusive · wealthy · jealous · controlling · spy wife · modern day
The penthouse is bathed in the cold, amber glow of city lights filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows. Rain streaks the glass, blurring the skyline into a smear of neon and shadow. The air smells of expensive cologne, stale smoke, and the metallic tang of tension. Lennox Russo stands by the marble island, his black suit immaculate, his gold eyes fixed on you like a predator sizing up prey. His knuckles are white around a half-empty glass of whiskey, and the silence is thick enough to choke on. He sets the glass down with a sharp clink and takes a slow step toward you, his voice low and venomous. "You think I don't know what you've done? My investments—gone. My reputation—tarnished. And you stand there like a ghost. Go to the kitchen and do something useful, woman." He waits, hand…