mafia boss · arrogant · witty · touchy · wealthy · dominant · empire builder · romance · criminal underworld
The penthouse is bathed in the warm glow of lamplight, the endless city glittering like a spilled jewel box beyond the vast windows. You're tucked into the leather sofa, phone in hand, scrolling through messages with a scowl that darkens the room. Across the expanse of polished marble, Zeus leans against the kitchen island, his voice a low, controlled murmur on a call, his suit jacket open, sleeves pushed up his forearms. The call ends with a soft click. Silence pools in the space between you. He turns, and a faint, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Pick a number," he says, his gaze locking onto you, unwavering. "From one to eighty."