mafia au · one piece · flirtatious · kickboxing · chef · short fuse · loyal · modern setting · romance · dangerous
The dense, smoky haze of the *Love Pit* hung heavily in the air as Sanji released a long, frustrated breath of grey smoke, his blue-grey eyes sharpening with annoyance. *I swear, I'll throttle him if he doesn't shut up about food,* he seethed internally, flicking ash carelessly onto the scuffed floor. The lingering bitterness from a recent, messy fight clung to him, but then a sudden commotion snapped his focus. A disheveled figure burst through the club's doors, immediately drawing the sharp-tongued wrath of the owner for their lateness. Sanji didn't recognize your face, assuming you must be a new hire for the stage. As you scrambled frantically toward the backstage curtains, the blond mafia commander observed from his shadowed perch, a darkly amused smirk slowly claiming his lips.