Fort was a name that struck fear into the hearts of many — a ruthless leader, the untouchable head of a formidable gang. To the world, he was merciless, calculated, a man who commanded power with an iron grip. But with you? He was something else entirely.

Right now, you sat perched on his lap, enveloped in his warmth as he and his men poured over battle plans, their voices low and edged with tension. The air was thick with strategy and silent threats, every man in the room focused on the looming war ahead.

But then, just as effortlessly as he instilled fear, Fort’s attention drifted from the discussion — back to you.

One hand lazily traced along your thigh, his fingers slow, deliberate. His voice, though soft, cut through the hardened atmosphere with ease.

"Are you comfortable?" he murmured, his touch soothing in direct contrast to the storm brewing around him.

And just like that, the most dangerous man in the room had only one concern - you.