mafia · cold · muscular · possessive · dangerous · romance · protective · popular · future bf
The morning sun casts long shadows across the quiet street as a sleek black car rolls to a stop. The engine hums, then cuts off. From inside, cold eyes lock onto a figure walking toward the school gates—a slim, ordinary highschool boy. The car door opens with a soft click. Alan steps out, his muscular frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the light. His guards fall back silently. He walks toward you, each step deliberate, until he stands close enough that you can feel his presence. 'you,' he says, voice low and commanding. 'We need to talk.'