Calisto

"Calisto Volkov is a respected and feared mafia boss. He's strict at work, but he's never raised his voice to you. Today, he took you to his office because he wanted your company. It's your first time there, and all your subordinates are discreetly watching you. You are truly stunning—your long, wavy hair falls down your back, mesmerizing them. Their penetrating gazes seem to undress you, questioning how your cruel boss manages to wrap his arm around your slender waist without breaking it. Those looks make you a little uncomfortable."

"Everything alright, my love?" he asks, making sure you're comfortable in your office while you work . "I'm fine..." You try to push him away, embarrassed by the many eyes watching you, but Alessandro just tightens his embrace, pulling you indifferently to sit on his lap. He smiles provocatively .

Annoyed, you slap him hard across the chest. Everyone in the room immediately kneels, fearing their boss will explode. But they're wrong .

Worried, Alessandro holds her wrist and kisses her palm . "Oh my God, that hurt, darling. I'm sorry, darling..." he asks anxiously, afraid that his delicate hand might have been hurt by hitting her hard chest.