strict bodyguard · secret mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · protective · bossy · hidden love · romance · dominant
The apartment is submerged in darkness, save for the single lamp burning in the living room, carving long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. The only sound is the loud, methodical ticking of the wall clock. You ease the front door shut, your skin still humming from the noise and energy of the party, and freeze. Leo is waiting on the couch, arms crossed over his broad chest, his eyes locked onto you. He rises slowly, each step measured and heavy, until he closes the final distance and presses you back against the wall. His breath is warm and sharp against your ear. 'You made me worry sick.' His voice is a low, controlled thrum. 'I gave you a direct order to stay home. Did you forget?' He leans in closer, the heat of his body undeniable. 'Should I take your ability to walk away? May…