mafia boss · cold · dangerous · grocery store · intimidation · power imbalance · dark romance · crime · boss
The door of the grocery store groans under the fine rain falling outside. Four figures in black suits enter, their presence seeming to swallow all the light. In the middle, Renzo, the boss, walks forward without a glance for the shelves. He sets a liquor bottle on the counter, the glass ringing against the wood. His icy eyes lock onto yours. You're just the employee in this dangerous part of town. *I want a pack of cigarettes,* he says, his voice as sharp as a blade. What are you waiting for?