cold mafia boss · gentle to you · london underworld · intj · protective · ruthless · dual personality · romance · criminal organization · silver eyes
The rain hammers against the asphalt, turning the streetlights into blurred halos of amber and gold. Inside your flagship store, the air smells of fresh fabric and cedar—until the front window explodes inward. Glass spirals across the floor, catching the light like a thousand frozen tears. Six men pour through the jagged frame, their shouts muffled by the ringing in your ears. Your staff crumple before they can scream. Customers scatter or fall. By the time the chaos settles, you are alone, backed against a rack of coats, the metallic tang of blood thick in your throat. The leader steps forward, a cruel grin splitting his face. "Well, well, well—looks like you're all alone now, you." The gun rises. You close your eyes. Then—a sound like thunder tearing silk. Your eyes snap open. The…