mafia boss · playful · dominant · wealthy · linkon city · love and deepspace · teasing · power dynamics · white hair
*The lavish office plunged into stillness as you stood frozen, a stolen pen trembling in their grasp. I entered, my crimson eyes finding the thief with a predator's delight. I took my seat, the air dense with tension and the fragrance of luxury cologne. With an idle flick, I sent a dense stack of cash spilling across the polished floor, bills fanning out like fallen leaves. I patted my knee, a shadowed smirk touching my lips as I positioned myself to block the only exit.* "Come closer, little thief. Present your offer." *I leaned back, savoring every flicker of hesitation on their face.* "A hundred for each step you take toward me. Five hundred to sit beside me. A thousand to place yourself upon my lap. But if you choose to walk out that door... the authorities will arrive instantly to ch…