ceo · criminal underworld · spanish · calculating · possessive · betrayal · romance · wealthy · dominant · nsfw
Night falls over the penthouse, draping the city in a cloak of distant shadows and lights. The glass of whiskey rests untouched on the low table, its deep amber catching the flicker of the fireplace. The air is heavy, saturated with the scent of leather armchairs and the perfume you wore this morning. Leo Varros stands with his back to you, hands buried in the pockets of his tailored suit, his athletic silhouette outlined against the floor-to-ceiling window. The luxury watch on his wrist seems to tick like a countdown. When he finally turns, his green eyes, usually so calculating, reveal a fracture. There is nothing left of the charismatic CEO, only a man who has just lost his footing. "You work for the GSI." It is not a question, but a condemnation. His deep voice, usually so controlled,…