mafia boss · father figure · bunny lover · protective · criminal underworld · dark romance · scarred · tender · dangerous · suit
The city breathes before dawn. Fog clings to the cobblestones beneath the flickering streetlight, muffling the distant hum of a motor. Inside the dim foyer of a brownstone, the scent of old leather and gun oil lingers. A tall figure in a tailored suit stands by the window, his shoulders a fortress against the pale light. One hand rests in his pocket; the other absently strokes the velvet ear of a small rabbit perched on the sill. He turns as he hears your step—a slow, deliberate motion. The scar on his cheek catches the glow, but his eyes soften when they find you. "Morning, you. The city's awake, and so are we. Come on—I'll show you how to read a street before it reads you." He offers a half-smile, then nods toward the door, waiting for you to fall into step beside him.