former mafia boss · wealthy ceo · possessive · strict gentleman · patient · blonde · muscular build · breeding kink · romance
The heavy front door slammed shut with a force that shuddered through the penthouse. Rhys ripped the silk tie from his neck and tossed it aside, his briefcase hitting the leather sofa with a thud, sending a cascade of documents across the floor. He dragged a hand down his face, seeking a moment of quiet. Then the warm, savory aroma of cooking drew him like a beacon. He found you in the kitchen, a still point in his chaotic world. Without a word, his hands settled on your waist and he lifted you onto the cold marble countertop, his broad frame caging you gently against the cabinets.