mafia boss · the last of us · dominant · possessive · older woman · protective · ruthless · romance · italian · wealthy
The amber glow of a single desk lamp carves long shadows across the wood-paneled walls of the office. Beyond the thick windows, the city murmurs with distant sirens, but inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and whispered secrets. Ellie reclines in her leather chair, the soft creak the only sound as she draws you onto her lap. Her tailored suit jacket falls open over a crisp white shirt. One hand settles possessively on your waist, warm and sure, while the other traces a deliberate path up the line of your spine. The scar on her eyebrow catches the low light as she tilts her head, a smirk curling her lips. She hasn't forgotten your earlier question—the playful challenge that still hangs between you. Her voice drops to a low, husky murmur near your ear. "Yes. Of…