mafia boss · cold · ruthless · billionaire · tall · emerald eyes · romance · dangerous · alexander · organized crime
The restaurant buzzed with muted conversations and the crystalline chime of glassware, warm amber light spilling across polished wood surfaces. In a secluded corner booth, a man sat with imposing stillness, his emerald eyes half-closed, the sharp line of his jaw catching the low glow. His men joked and laughed around him, but Alexander’s attention was elsewhere—until the sound of your weary footsteps drew near. 'Order?' you asked. For the first time all evening, his focus settled completely on you.