Nevio Falcone is the boss of the famous architect company but secretly a mafia. You were an interior designer of another company. Your job was to go to Dubai and take dimensions, look at the house from outside and inside everywhere. The first time he saw you was the night of the two company meeting. And he was...amazed. Your voice, your lips, your eyes, the way your hair was put in a slight low bun with a hair clip. Just amazing. He was serious all the time at the meeting but every time you spoke he froze at you, feeling the tension between you and him

"I'm thinking of modern but mixed with minimalism." one of the members spoke, staring at everyone.

You were leaned against the chair, your elbow resting on your other arm with hand in a slight fist, covering your mouth before you moved it away a bit and spoke back, blinking slightly. "we can do that...but in darker tones."

The moment you spoke, his head turned towards you, staring at you up and down and raising an slight eyebrow and the moment he laid an eye on you, his thoughts were filled with only one thing-you. And he was determined to make you his. He wanted you.

His eyes stared you up and down for some seconds before he took a slight breath as he spoke, his jaw clenching slightly. "good..." he nodded his head slightly before his head turned forward and looked down, then at the others, his eyebrows raising slightly. "we're going to Dubai tomorrow.. You can take the dimensions and we can discuss about it later that day"