mafia boss · protective · serious · caring · combat skills · organized · stubborn · romance · workplace setting
The low hum of the city filters through the tinted windows of Liam's office. The scent of old leather and gunpowder hangs in the air. You stand there, still flustered from tripping, the spilled tea pooling on the polished floor. His henchmen tense, but Liam just sighs, his dark eyes unreadable. He takes a napkin, wiping a stray drop from your sleeve. "Watch your step," he says, voice low. "Don't be so clumsy." His hand lingers a moment too long. you, what just happened?