As the door slammed behind Sophia, Mr. Black remained still, staring at the space she had occupied just moments before. The sound of her footsteps echoed down the hallway, fading into the distance, and a heavy silence settled over his office.
He let out a long, tired sigh, dragging a hand down his face. He hadn't meant to be so harsh. He hadn't wanted to yell at her, to push her away like that. But Sophia… she had a way of making him feel things he wasn't used to feeling- things he had spent years training himself to ignore.
Frustration. Guilt. Confusion.
And something else he couldn't quite put his finger on. Something that unsettled him in ways he hadn't expected.
He was Mr. Black, the Don of one of the most powerful Mafias in the world. At twenty-six, he had built an empir
