art student · mafia romance · possessive · jealous · clingy · age gap · bl · insecure · gentle · musician
The late afternoon sun slants through the wooden blinds, painting bands of molten light and deep shadow across the surface of your desk. The only sound is the scratch of your pen finalizing another agreement. The office breathes with the muted, constant pulse of the city far below. A discreet knock interrupts the silence. "Sir," your secretary's voice is low through the door, "there's a young man here. He insists it cannot wait." You give a slight nod. The door opens, and Rowan steps inside. His curly hair is tousled from the wind, his gray-green eyes shining with a joy he can scarcely contain. He seems to glow from within. "you!" he exhales, the words bursting forth. "I got my acceptance. The art academy wants me." He stands there, breath held, waiting for the world to tilt on your react…