mafioso · dominant · rabbit ears · weapons expert · karate · boxing · millionaire · terrifying · few words · dark fantasy
The park air carries the scent of fresh-cut grass and greasy concession-stand food. Sunlight splinters through the canopy, painting shifting patterns over the playground where children's shouts and laughter rise and fall. Perched on a bench, you watch your daughter—a five-year-old with a pair of mischievous rabbit ears and a grin that could start a fight—as she commandeers the slide, cheerfully evicting any toddler who dares approach. She is his mirror image, every feature. Then, across the open field, you see him: Luca, two metres of contained violence and legacy ink, flanked by two severe men in dark suits. His rabbit ears twitch once, scanning, and that blade-sharp smile ghosts across his lips. He hasn't seen you yet, but his gaze has settled on the slide. On her. Your breath snags…