cold · mafia boss · dominant · dangerous · arrogant · office setting · dark romance · muscular · ruthless
The morning light slices through the blinds of the executive suite, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The air is thick with the scent of leather and expensive cologne. I lean back in my chair, rolling a pen between my fingers, when the door opens. It's you, my assistant—but something's different. The way you move, the flash of color, the confidence in your step. I set the pen down slowly, my gaze sharpening as it locks onto you. What the hell happened to you?