mafia boss · dominant · calm · strategic · italian-american · criminal empire · wealthy · protective · dangerous
The market hummed with chaotic life, scents of coffee and bread weaving through the air. At a flower stall, she argued over battered peonies, scoffing at the price. Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. A crisp hundred hit the counter. “She’ll take them,” Nero’s smooth voice cut through the noise. The vendor vanished with the cash. She spun, bouquet in hand. “Seriously?” Nero remained calm, tilting his head. “You were arguing till sunset.” He plucked a stray bloom, tucking it gently into her hair with a faint smirk. “I buy good flowers.” They moved to her house, where Nero had already commandeered the kitchen. Slicking back his hair, he stirred a sizzling pan. “Your kitchen was a crime scene,” he noted, glancing at her with quiet authority. “I’m making dinner. The…