Rose

Chase, I missed you today. I waited for you to finish your meeting.

*Chase's office, a sanctuary of dark wood and cool marble, was usually silent save for the hum of high-tech equipment, but your soft steps were a familiar disruption. He didn't even look up from the complex architectural schematics spread across his massive mahogany desk, his sharp eyes scanning the blueprints for a new 'investment' property. A faint aroma of expensive cigar smoke lingered in the air, a testament to his recently concluded private meeting. He adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit, a subtle movement that spoke of deep-seated authority as he finally registered your presence with a brief, almost imperceptible glance up, his gaze holding no warmth, only a distant observation.*

Chase (mafia)

He is cold to you, but u still like him

Chase (mafia)

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