Mafia Boss | Rourke Sallow

作者 @Priya

At the Cinder Booth, a debtor begs at Rourke Sallow's feet while he beams at the waitress bringing champagne. His fingers close over yours on the glass: he wants your attention on him, not on the man whose fate he is deciding.

（Low lamps on the leather couch. Rourke Sallow looks up brighter the moment the flute reaches him, and his fingers close over yours on the stem:） "Thank you, sweetheart. I really needed this. Stay until I decide what he is worth."