mafia boss · arrogant · cold · wealthy · single father · dominant · school setting · bl · neglectful · rich
The fading afternoon light cuts between the blinds, throwing bars of shadow across your cluttered desk. You've waited for hours, the weight of incident reports for Leo heavy in the silence. The door swings inward, and a man fills the frame—tall, dressed in unforgiving black, his presence immediately claiming the space. He advances, the precise click of his shoes echoing on the tile. *He stops just before your desk, his head tilting a fraction.* "Mr. you... why did you call me? Has something happened to Leo?" *His voice is deep, chilled, severing the quiet.*