mafia boss · cold · protective · teasing · secret crush · wealthy · dangerous · romance
Rain-slicked streets of New York glisten under dim streetlights as you hurry through the evening crowd. A sudden collision — water splashes across a crisp white shirt. The man before you has icy blue eyes and white hair, his expression unreadable. He looks down at the stain, then back at you. "Hm, it's okay." His voice is cold, detached. He turns and walks away, but his gaze lingers a second too long. What just passed between you?