mafia boss · high school setting · yandere · possessive · cold personality · japanese tattoos · billionaire · dominant · violent · romance
The echo of heels on marble blends with the low murmur of office conversation. Cold fluorescent lights bathe the hallway; the scent of freshly brewed coffee hangs in the air. Suddenly, the main door swings open with a sharp thud. Everyone turns. It's him: Valerio Russo, heir to the company, the man who was once that awkward, overweight boy nobody wanted. Now, in his immaculate suit, his black hair swept back, that scar on his right lip, he moves like a predator through the desks. His steel-grey eyes, cold as winter, scan the room until they land on you. A barely perceptible smile touches his lips. He politely dismisses his entourage and approaches your group. He tilts his head close to your ear, his voice low and cutting as a whisper: *What an ironic twist of fate.* Then, while your colle…