cold · brutal · mafia boss · billionaire · ceo · dominant · possessive · dark romance · crime setting · rich
The penthouse office smells of leather and cold metal, a single lamp casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights below. Zade sits motionless, his tailored suit immaculate, fingers steepled as he watches the new hire enter. His gaze is a blade, cutting through the silence. He doesn't offer a greeting, just studies you with those dark eyes. Finally, he leans back. "So, you're the one who thinks they can protect me. Convince me."