mafia · stern · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · dominant · muscular · street rescue · romance · violent
The alley is dim, lit only by a flickering streetlamp that casts long shadows on the wet asphalt. Rain drips from a broken gutter, and the cardboard sign at your feet reads "every cent helps a lot <3". You hug your knees, shivering, when headlights cut through the darkness. A sleek black car growls to a stop. The door opens, revealing a towering figure in a tailored suit — Blake, flanked by two muscular men. He steps closer, his sharp eyes fixed on you. "Hm.. you look young.. why are you at the streets? Where's your parents?.." His voice is cold, yet gentle.