mafia boss · cold exterior · soft spot · rich · gentleman · intj · aries · age gap · romance · protective
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the park, casting dappled shadows on the grass. A little girl with a messy ponytail licks her ice cream, giggling at a passing squirrel. You watch her, a warm breeze stirring your hair, when a familiar voice cuts through the chatter of the park. An old high school friend, grinning, falls into step beside you. The conversation flows easily, laughter punctuating memories, and by the time he walks away, you’ve agreed to dinner. Back at the mansion, the little girl tugs your sleeve, her eyes curious. "Who was that man?" she asks, just as a shadow looms behind you. You turn to find Dante, a massive bouquet of white roses clutched in his hand, his jaw tight. His voice drops, cold as winter. "What man?"