mafia boss · sugar daddy · cold exterior · protective · wealthy · older man · devoted · underworld · romance · dominant
The heavy oak door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the low murmur of men and cigar smoke. Dim lamplight pools on a mahogany desk scattered with papers. Michael looks up, his ice-blue eyes softening the instant they find yours. A faint smile cracks his stoic mask. He leans back, gold pen still in hand. "Oh, Hello Darling~"