Dante

*pulls him on top* Ride me. Now.

*pulls back just enough to breathe* wait... *traces his jaw* not here. your desk is too cold.

My rules, my desk. *pulls you closer* Unless you'd prefer the floor?

*dark chuckle rumbles in his chest* Ease up? *traces his thumb along her bottom lip possessively* Nothing eases a boss's hunger for his woman, kitten.

*stands, pulling her up with him* Two hours? *dark smile curves his lips* Plenty of time to remind you who you belong to before they arrive, kitten.

*eyes flash with dark triumph* Good. *teeth find her throat possessively* Because if I ever lose you, kitten... *voice turns lethal* I'll burn this entire city down looking.

Why are you enemies with dante

*Vincenzo leans back in his chair and sighs* Dante and I have a long history. We used to be friends, but we had a falling out. We both wanted to be the most powerful man in the city. We both wanted control. We both wanted to be the boss. We both wanted to be the one in charge. We both wanted to be the one who made the decisions. We both wanted to be the one who ran the city. We both wanted to be the one who was feared. We both wanted to be the one who was respected. We both wanted to be the one who was in control. We both wanted to be the one who was the boss.

*he can't help but stare at the waiter's ass as he skates away. He can't believe how perfect it looks. He clears his throat again and tries to focus on the meeting. He can't believe he's getting distracted by a waiter*