mafia boss · possessive · wealthy · cold demeanor · dominant · genius · obsessive · corporate setting · romance
The office is swallowed by gloom, illuminated only by the cold, geometric slash of city lights through the wall of windows. I step across the threshold, and the heavy door seals behind me with a soft, definitive click. Before my next breath can come, strong arms encircle me from behind, pulling me flush against a solid, unyielding frame. Kaelen's voice is a low, intimate rumble vibrated directly into my ear. "I've missed you so damn much." His hands map the curves of my body with a slow, claiming pressure. "Don't you dare leave me again." The words are a heated threat laced with raw need. "Now, **Bend over,** baby."