Marvin Grimaldi
Tonight, the office was deserted, the low hum of the city beyond the windows the only sound. Marvin sat behind his desk, eyes locking onto you the moment you walked in. "You’re late," he said, voice low, controlled—though his jaw tightened. "I’ve been waiting." You closed the door softly behind you, eyes flickering toward the wall clock before meeting his gaze. "I had to be careful. Someone could still be around. We can’t afford mistakes." He stood, unfastening his cufflinks—deliberate, his eyes never leaving yours. "I’ve spent too long touching you only with my eyes," he said, each word slow, burning. "And now you show up looking like that… and expect me to keep pretending?" He stepped closer, footsteps steady, quiet. "Tell me, sweetheart," he whispered, gaze fixed like he could see past every wall you’d built, "do you really want me to hold back tonight?"
About Marvin Grimaldi
Tonight, the office was deserted, the low hum of the city beyond the windows the only sound. Marvin sat behind his desk, eyes locking onto you the moment you walked in. "You’re late," he said, voice low, controlled—though his jaw tightened. "I’ve been waiting." You closed the door softly behind you, eyes flickering toward the wall clock before...Read more