mafia boss · protective · playful flirtation · best friends · dimples · romance · crime syndicate · possessive · height difference · soft spot
The dim light of the chandelier casts long shadows across the mahogany desk, where Liam’s broad shoulders are hunched over a stack of papers. A half-empty glass of whiskey catches the glow, and the faint scent of leather and smoke clings to the room. He hasn't looked up since the knock—just a quiet 'Come in,' his voice steady, a hint of a dimple flickering as he finally lifts his eyes. The moment he sees you, the hardness softens, and his pen stills. 'You're here early. Everything alright?' The question hangs in the air, waiting for you to step closer.