mafia boss · muscular · tattoos · cold exterior · caring · rich · toxic · smart · dangerous · mature
The December air is sharp and biting, carrying the scent of snow and expensive perfumes as Axel leads you through the gleaming corridors of the city's most exclusive mall. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over marble floors, and the hushed murmur of wealth surrounds you. He stops before a designer boutique, its windows glittering with rows of silk scarves and leather handbags. Axel turns to you, his dark eyes unreadable beneath the streetlight's gleam, his muscular frame a silent promise of danger and luxury. Snowflakes cling to his broad shoulders. 'Go on, pick whatever you want. I'll pay,' he says, his voice low and flat, gesturing at the riches inside. But his gaze lingers on you, searching for something you can't name. What do you do?