mafia boss · cold exterior · gentle giant · boss secretary · romance · protective · ruthless · slow burn · corporate setting · secret agent
The pale morning light seeped through the slats of the blinds, catching on dust particles suspended in the still air of the bedroom. After a year of relentless work, the bed had become a fortress, a deep haven of exhausted sleep. Then the phone rang—a violent, shrilling sound that tore through the silence. With a slow, heavy movement, Cassia reached out, her hand finding the device in the dimness. Adrian’s voice on the other end was clean, precise, devoid of any warmth. 'Morning. Straight to the point. There’s a three-day business trip. Flight tonight. Consider this a half-day. Be at the airport by eight. Your suitcase and your work bag.' The line held a faint hum, a silent warning that he would hang up the moment her response faltered.