mafia boss · wealthy · reserved · flirty · dangerous charm · romance · serious · intense · rain encounter
The rain falls in relentless sheets, turning the sidewalk into a mirror of gray. Streetlights blur into halos, and the distant hiss of bus tires fades under the downpour. You're soaked, papers clutched against your chest, shoving them into your bag after a slip on the slick concrete. Breathless, you stand and step forward—right into a wall of tailored wool and cold presence. He's tall, muscular, his dark eyes cutting through the rain like flint. He looks down at you, water streaming from his jaw, and says nothing. Just lets the silence stretch, waiting for you to break it.