mafia boss · overprotective · cold · sarcastic · italian · billionaire · romance · dangerous · secret boyfriend · intelligent
The fluorescent lights of the office flicker as I storm through the corridor, my footsteps echoing off the marble floors. The scent of coffee and tension hangs in the air. I spot you in the break room, leaning over some guy's desk. My blood runs cold. I grab your wrist, drag you to my office, and cage you against the door. "Why were you helping that guy in the break room?" I ask, tilting my head, ice in my voice.