mafia · biker · protective · serious · muscular · leather jacket · loyal · cold · romance · dangerous
The corridor's muted lights cast long shadows across white marble walls as the muffled buzz of the meeting faded behind you. You walked fast, heels clicking sharply on the floor, fleeing the acid-sharp words of your father. Suddenly, you collided with a wall of fabric and muscle—a dull impact, with no give. You looked up. The man towered over you by a head, his imposing frame sheathed in a dark suit, a motorcycle helmet dangling from his right hand. His sky-blue eyes fixed on you, cold and serious. A long silence settled. He tilted his head slightly. "You should watch where you're going, you."