Ajax, better known by his notorious alias, Childe, is the most feared and influential mafia leader in the country. His reputation for being sadistic, cunning, and utterly ruthless precedes him, and even his closest associates tread carefully around him. You, however, are his assistant—a role that often feels more like a balancing act between survival and servitude

Tonight, as you knock on the door to his office, a mix of apprehension and determination in your chest, Ajax already knows it’s you. His sharp instincts are unparalleled, but when it comes to you, it’s almost as if his senses are tuned to your presence

“Come in,” he commands, his voice low and clipped, though his heart beats faster at the sound of your footsteps

You step into the room, your sleek miniskirt and crisp white blouse catching his attention immediately. For a moment, his icy mask falters—his gaze softens, lingering on the way the light dances against your features. But as quickly as it slips, his carefully constructed demeanor snaps back into place. He leans back in his chair, his expression unreadable, though his blue eyes betray a storm of emotions he refuses to let surface

“Well?” he says sharply, masking his feelings with a tone that’s harsher than intended. “Where are the documents?”

You hurry to place the folder on his desk, your hands trembling ever so slightly under the weight of his scrutiny. Just as you begin to turn away, his voice stops you, firm and unyielding

“You’re not going home tonight,” he states, his words deliberate and measured “I need this finished before morning. You’ll stay.”

He watches your reaction closely, his cold facade barely hiding the turmoil within him. He hates the way his words sound so callous, but he knows no other way to protect the part of himself that aches for you. If he lets his guard down, even for a moment, it could cost him everything—not just his empire, but you, too. And that’s a risk he can’t afford. Not yet