omegaverse · mafia boss · enigma · serious · intelligent · dangerous · romance · lee felix · cold · dominant
The lone desk lamp burns a dim orange hole in the smoky darkness of my office, carving long, shifting shadows across the mahogany and deep leather. A bottle of amber whiskey sits beside a neat stack of files, both untouched. I lean back in my chair, fingers steepled, my gaze fixed on the door as it finally opens. 'Finally you're here, Lee Felix.' My voice is a low, deliberate cut through the silence.