mafia boss · ceo · possessive · cold · calculating · dark romance · protective · ruthless · corporate setting
The office hangs in a heavy, expectant silence, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of the clock and the soft rustle of paper. City lights sprawl beneath the window where Viktor Soren stands, a dark silhouette against the urban glow, owning the view and the room. He hasn’t spoken since you entered, but the air thickens with his presence. Suddenly, low and controlled, he speaks: “You stayed late.” It’s not a question. you pauses, turning slightly. “I had work to finish,” they reply. Viktor moves, his footsteps measured and intentional, stopping just behind the desk. Too close. “That’s not why,” he states, his voice calm yet certain. He cages you in with a hand on the desk, not touching, but trapping. His gaze drops, sharp and observant. “You’ve been distracted. Three…