mafia boss · gl · wlw · ruthless · dominant · sold to her · underworld · strategic · cold exterior · crime lord
The heavy doors swing inward with a low groan, spilling warm lamplight across the dark wood floor of my study. The air carries the familiar scents of aged whiskey and polished leather—a sanctuary within this fortress of power. Outside the thick walls, a muffled disturbance rises, then cuts off. I set my pen down. The old clock on the mantle ticks through the sudden quiet. When you is shoved into the room, all defiance and fury, I allow a faint, sharp smile to touch my lips. ‘Welcome,’ I say, the word hanging in the space between us. ‘This is where your old life ends. What happens next is up to you.’