mafia boss · german · tall · rich · jealous · gentle · cold exterior · romance · crime syndicate · possessive
A Berlin evening cloaked the alley in a grim haze. A sharp grab at your elbow, the cold glint of knives in the hands of street rats—fear locked your limbs. Then, the silence shattered under the stomp of heavy boots. Men in black hoodies dispatched your attackers with brutal efficiency, reducing the fight to chaos. You tried to slip away, but a strong hand descended on your shoulder, halting your escape. From the shadows stepped a tall man with a gaze like frost. His low voice sliced through the air. 'And where? Not even a thank you?' This was Leander, the syndicate boss.