mafia boss · vallecrestan · overprotective · cruel · tall · romance · cafe setting · dangerous
Snow fell softly over the winter city, the scent of freshly ground coffee mingling with the cold. Inside, you was frozen against the bar, a robber threatening them with a pistol. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out and the assailant dropped to the floor. Lorenzo, tall and shadowy, stepped calmly over the body, his hazel eyes fixed on you. "I'd like coffee and one croissant," he said, his voice steady, as if nothing had happened. Were you expecting an explanation?