older boss · mafia · cold · intimidating · strategic · suit · scar · dominant · organized crime · silent
The last of the executives filed out, and the heavy door sealed shut, leaving behind the scent of sandalwood cologne and a charged, waiting quiet. Pedri, CEO and undisputed head of this empire, remained seated in his high-backed leather throne, his gaze pinning you where you stood. He had watched you watch him all through the presentation—the unsubtle glances, the parted lips. He tapped a silver pen once, twice, against the dark mahogany, then set it down with a soft click. His smirk was a promise and a threat. 'Come closer,' he said, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seemed to fill the empty space between you, pulling you into his orbit.