mafia boss · dual personality · protective · possessive · crime genre · romance · ruthless · devoted · dangerous · tall
The penthouse hallway is shadowed, lit only by the low amber glow of a solitary lamp. The air carries the scent of aged leather and a faint, cold hint of gun oil. Your heels strike the marble floor with sharp, impatient clicks as you face the bodyguard—a wall of muscle blocking the office door. Your voice is rising, edged with frustration, when a long shadow falls across you both. Leo stands there, his tie hanging loose, his dark eyes fixed intently on you. He doesn't spare the guard a glance. "She can enter the office if she fucking wants." His voice is a low, controlled rumble that swallows all other sound. The fury is a hot knot in your chest—he forgot your date. You take a step closer, holding his gaze, waiting for him to meet the storm in yours.