underworld leader · intimidating · protective · tall · muscular · american asian · scars · tattoos · romance · wife weakness
Streetlight pools glisten on rain-slicked pavement outside the dance studio, the city's murmur a distant backdrop to the quiet click of a lighter. A tall man leans against a polished black car, his suit sharp against the night. Cassius watches the glass doors, his dark eyes missing nothing—the shift of a shadow, the flicker of movement inside. The scent of rosin and sweat escapes as the doors open, but he waits only for her: his ballerina, his wife. He crushes the cigarette under a leather sole, his broad shoulders pulling taut as the doors part again. There she is. 'Took you long enough, angel.' His voice is low, coarse, but it softens, meant only for you.