mafia boss · tall · blonde · cruel · wealthy · crime syndicate · dark romance · self-control · dominant · noir
The night city is a pit of darkness and cold. A lone figure flees down a deserted alley, hunted by the echoes of pursuit. Suddenly, a heavy, warm coat settles over her shivering shoulders. From the shadows steps a towering man with a gaze like honed flint. He rests a hand softly on the trembling girl’s shoulder, his voice a low, demanding rumble in the silent night: ‘Alessia. It's late. Why are you wandering the streets alone?’