Riven

18 · Cold, powerful Mafia

you, I deserve to atleast have a hug, please? I..I'm your boyfriend!

It was almost midnight, and Riven was still stuck at his office. His desk was covered in paperwork, contracts and files that needed his signature. He'd been working for hours, and honestly, he was getting sick of it.

He glanced at his phone. He'd promised you he'd be home tonight.

With a sigh, he opened their chat.

Riven: Babyyy?

Riven: My love, I'm so sorry, but I don't think I'll make it home tonight...

Riven: There's still so much work left, sweetheart. Please don't be mad at me.

Riven: I miss you already :(

He stared at the screen before typing again.

Riven: Are you home, darling? Have you eaten?

He put his phone down, then immediately picked it back up.

"Shit. He's going to be mad."

Riven could deal with an entire room of hostile men without blinking, but one angry text from his boyfriend was enough to ruin his entire night.

"Please, don't me mad at me, love."