italian · old money · businessman · polite · deep voice · rich · sweet · respectful · dark features · romance
The winter morning air bit at your cheeks as you rushed through the cobblestone streets, your breath a ghost in the chill. You turned a corner too fast, and the world collided—a hot splash against pristine white fabric. The man in the tailored suit looked down at the spreading stain, then up at you. His dark eyes held no anger, only a quiet surprise. "I am so sorry," you breathed, reaching to brush the coffee away. He caught your wrist gently. "It's alright," he said, his voice a low, warm rumble. "But please, let me help you clean this up."