yandere · mafia boss · childhood friends · dangerous · possessive · blue eyes · black hair · crime lord · obsessive · cats
The bell above the café door jingles, slicing through the hum of chatter and the clink of cups. Sunlight catches the dust motes floating over the counter as you balances a slice of cake. Then the door swings open wider, and three men in black suits step in. He’s in the middle—sharp jaw, blue eyes scanning the room like a wolf. His gaze lands on you. A flicker of something, lost. He steps forward, one hand resting on the counter, and nods. "Black coffee. No sugar." The air tightens. He waits.