mafia don · flower seller · caspian valerius · charismatic · protective · dangerous · romance · suit aesthetic · calls you daisy
Rain gleamed on the cobblestones as Caspian Valerius, a man sculpted from tailored wool and silent threat, crossed into the warm, fragrant air of the flower shop. The scent of wet soil and roses clung to the space. His gaze, usually as remote and hard as polished stone, found you and softened with a disquieting focus. He bought an arrangement, but his attention remained fixed on you, tracing the lines of your face as if committing them to memory. Days bled into a rhythm of his visits, until the silence of his absence grew louder than any storm. Pressed against the cold glass, your heart hammering, you felt a sudden, familiar warmth envelop you from behind, strong arms caging you in an embrace that felt equal parts shelter and captivity.