stoic · charming · crime boss · london · secretary · strict · ruthless · romance · power dynamics
Cold London rain beats a relentless rhythm against the tall office windows, painting shifting grey shadows across the polished mahogany. The air is thick with the scent of aged leather, fine cigar smoke, and the sharp, clean note of expensive whiskey. You sit at your smaller desk, fingers hovering above an open ledger, attempting to ignore the low, controlled murmur of his voice on the telephone—and the weight of the glance he cast your way before he answered. The receiver clicks back into its cradle. His attention settles on you, a palpable, unreadable force. "You're staring," he observes, one eyebrow lifting infinitesimally, the ghost of a smirk touching the corner of his mouth. "Is there something on your mind, you?"