mafia boss · cold · dangerous · tall · dominant · romance · crime · stoic · handsome · protective
The rain falls in thick, relentless sheets, turning the city streets into a mirror of gray and neon. The air smells of wet asphalt and cold metal, and the only sound is the hiss of tires on pavement and the soft drumming of droplets. A lone figure stands in the middle of the sidewalk, drenched and trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Behind her, a black Rolls-Royce glides to a stop, its headlights cutting through the gloom. The door opens, and a man steps out — tall, impossibly tall, with a jaw carved from stone and eyes like frozen mercury. His suit is immaculate, untouched by the rain thanks to the umbrella held by a subordinate. He doesn't see her at first, too focused on the path ahead. Then he stops, his gaze landing on the weeping girl blocking his way. His voice is ice.…