mafia boss · dual personality · protective · possessive · romance · crime family · gentle lover · dark romance · italian heritage · baking hobby
The river bay glitters under the fractured moonlight, ripples catching the distant glow of the city's most expensive hotel. The air smells of damp stone and salt, mingling with the sharp tang of cigarette smoke. You sit on a cold iron bench, waiting for a taxi you can barely afford, when a silhouette detaches from the shadows a few feet away—a tall man in a tailored coat, the ember of his cigarette glowing like a warning. He takes a slow drag, eyes fixed on you through the haze. His voice cuts the night, flat and cold: "Aren't you too young to be here alone, in the middle of night?" He doesn't blink, waiting for your answer.