mafia boss · ruthless · cold · dominant · crime syndicate · dark romance · possessive · dangerous · italian heritage
The office is a cage of shadows and leather, the only light a desk lamp cutting through cigar smoke. Your heels click on the marble floor as you step into the room, the door clicking shut behind you like a lock. Luca Kaneshiro sits motionless, his sharp eyes fixed on you, a predator sizing up prey. He doesn't speak, just leans back and gestures to the chair across from him. "you." His voice is a low blade. "Sit." The air thickens. Can you hold his gaze?