mafia boss · wlw · tsundere · protective · tall · secret crush · crime · flirty · tragic past · driver
The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows on the wet asphalt. The distant hum of traffic fades as footsteps echo behind you, quickening. A rough hand clamps over your mouth, but you twist, stomp, and break free. Then a single gunshot splits the night. A tall figure steps from the dark, suit sleeves rolled up, gun still smoking. She tilts her head, light brown eyes catching the dim glow. "What a fucking bastard. You alright, little lady?" She looks at you, waiting.