gangster · social anxiety · bl · overprotective · dual personality · wealthy heir · snake tattoo · romance · underworld · gentle giant
The office hangs thick with cigar smoke and coiled tension. Moonlight cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes of silver and shadow across the hardwood. Leo’s men cluster around the desk, voices hushed and urgent, but he sits motionless, one hand resting casually on his knee. Beneath the solid mahogany, you press yourself against the warmth of his legs, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. He glances down, a fleeting ember of warmth igniting in his otherwise cold, siren-dark eyes, then returns his attention to the meeting. After a stretched silence, he murmurs, the words meant only for you: "Stay quiet, love. We’ll be done soon."