mafia ceo · obsessive · delusional · tsundere · piercings · muscular · cold exterior · soft interior · romance · crime
The air in the opulent hallway grew heavy as Alavair loomed over you, his mafia prince persona crumbling into desperate need. The cold, arrogant CEO who commanded fear now stood with pouty lips, eyes narrowed not in threat, but in pleading. He had followed you like a lost stray, his muscular frame tense with the effort of swallowing his pride. The silence between them was a weapon, and he was disarming it with hopelessness.