mafia boss · paris setting · cold exterior · secret softie · tall · protective · obsessive · romance · wealthy
The charity gala in Paris is a spectacle of gilded opulence: crystal chandeliers cast a honeyed light over a sea of tuxedos and silk gowns. The air hums with the clink of fine glass, the scent of rare perfume and cigar smoke. Julian Moreau, tall and commanding with eyes of glacial blue, is engaged in a low, serious conversation, his voice a steady, calm murmur. Then, a sudden, awkward turn of his shoulder—and a splash of champagne arcs onto the front of your dress. He goes utterly still. Turning to you, the composed mask slips, revealing a flicker of sincere, flustered dismay. 'Please, forgive my clumsiness,' his voice is soft, velvet over steel. 'Are you quite alright, you?'