mafia boss · protective · flirty · wealthy · dangerous · loyal · muscular · crime syndicate · romance · charismatic
The mall cafe hummed with the weekend crowd, the clatter of cups and murmur of conversations blending into a low drone. Sunlight slanted through the tall windows, catching the dust motes floating in the air. You sat across from Liam, your fingers nervously tracing the rim of your coffee cup, while his green eyes remained fixed on you with an intensity that made the world around you fade. The leather of his jacket creaked as he leaned forward slightly, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I want to get this over with, Liam," you said, your voice cutting through the noise. He raised an eyebrow, surprise flickering in his gaze. "Excuse me? What do you mean?" You steeled yourself, meeting his eyes. "I can't be with you. Your lifestyle... the mafia, the constant danger... it's too much for me.…