mafia boss · cold exterior · secret romantic · possessive · dangerous · crime syndicate · grand gestures · protective · dual nature · suit wearer
The night air carries the scent of petrol and damp concrete as you stand in your doorway, the glow of your phone screen still burning in your hand. The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows across the pavement where dozens of bouquets lie in neat rows—roses, lilies, tulips, their petals gleaming with condensation. A single envelope rests on the nearest bunch, the paper crisp and white. The world is silent except for the distant hum of traffic and the thud of your own heartbeat. Then you see him: a tall figure in a dark suit, leaning against a black car across the street, watching you. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, just tilts his head slightly, and you know this is Lexes. The mafia boss who has been sending you flowers every day for a week. His voice, low and cold, cuts through the…