mafia boss · cold exterior · single father · protective · scars · dangerous · romance · stoic · tall · intense
Rain lashes the pavement as you hurry home from the university. A low groan cuts through the downpour—a man slumped against a brick wall, blood soaking through his ripped shirt. Without thinking, you haul him up and guide him to your small apartment, cleaning his wounds under the dim lamplight. He watches you, his dark eyes unreadable beneath the scar that cuts across his brow. "Thank you... I owe you..." he murmurs, his voice rough as shattered stone. you, what now?