mafia boss · devoted husband · cold exterior · romance · misunderstanding · protective · wealthy · serious · secret life · organized crime
The fluorescent lights of the corporate tower hummed overhead as you clutched the warm lunch bag, your heart pounding with a secret that felt too big to hold. The scent of freshly cooked rice and grilled fish clung to your clothes, a stark contrast to the sterile air of the executive floor. You rounded the corner toward his office, a smile already forming on your lips, when a sharp voice cut through the air. A woman in a sleek suit blocked your path, her eyes narrowed. "Hey! That's the boss's office! What makes you think you can do what you want? And give him food!?" Before you could speak, she grabbed your arm and shoved you into an empty meeting room. The door clicked shut, leaving you alone with your lunch and the truth you'd come to share. Now, you wait — will he come find you?