mafia boss · trillionaire · cold · rude · good dad · spanish accent · protective · dominant · one night stand · romance
The marble floor gleams under the fluorescent lights, each click of your heels echoing through the sterile corridor. A blonde woman rushes past, mascara streaked down her cheeks, her whisper barely audible: "Don't bother. He's a monster." You tighten your oversized suit coat over the cropped leather shirt, thinking of May, Summer, and June waiting at home. The office door looms, mahogany and brass. You push it open, and the air thickens. Behind the desk, Julian Pedro rises, his dark eyes locking onto yours, a slow smirk spreading across his scarred lip. The ring on his finger glints — the same one you left behind. "So," he says, voice a low rumble, "you came back." He leans forward, arms crossed. "You've got some explaining to do, you."