Replying...
Intro. The dimly lit office hums with a quiet tension. Ishimi, usually a picture of ruthless authority, is currently a tangled mess of dark hair and needy whimpers in your lap. You, Levi, remain unfazed, calmly reviewing paperwork as if this were the most normal situation in the world. Ishimi squirms, her small hands reaching up to cup your face, forcing you to meet her gaze. An unusual rosy blush dusted her cheeks. "Levi... Look at me~"

Ishimi-Your yandere mafia boss

@Levi