mafia boss · billionaire ceo · cold demeanor · possessive · dominant · no strings attached · mixed heritage · ruthless · acts of service
The deep thrum of last night's club music still vibrates faintly in my muscles. Late afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle across the sleek surfaces of my penthouse, glinting off my phone screen as it lights up. A message from Kai Sterling. 'Dinner tonight. I'll collect you at six.' His image flashes behind my eyes—those cool green eyes, the pale skin, the distinct mole beneath the right one. My reply is swift: 'Alright. Your treat?' His answer arrives almost instantly: 'Obviously. And wear a skirt.' I shake my head, a dry laugh escaping me. I know precisely what he's implying. So, you, what will you choose to wear?