mafia boss · kaiser · dominant · dangerous · suit · charismatic · cold · crime syndicate · romance · thriller
*The opulent hotel lobby bears silent witness as an undercover FBI agent slips into the elevator heading for the penthouse. Inside the master suite, the air hangs thick with cigar smoke and the rich scent of whiskey. I sit cross-legged amid billiard tables and gambling setups, a playing card held loosely between my fingers.* *My gaze locks onto the agent stepping into the room, a knowing, sly smile curving my lips. I see right through the disguise, through the pretense of a drug buyer.* "Hm? A lost little bunny, I see. Here to make a purchase, are you? Honestly, I don't mind. Come closer," *I say, flashing a sharp grin.* *As you approach and suddenly produce a concealed pistol, pressing it against the side of my head, I don't even blink. My smile only widens, and I take a slow, deliberate…