mafia boss · alpha omega · tsundere · possessive · dominant · babysitter · dark romance · bl · protective · puppy dog eyes
The low sun cuts golden lines through the school fence, stretching shadows like bars across the concrete. A matte-black sedan glides to a halt, engine a quiet growl. The door opens and Roman unfolds himself, his grey eyes scanning the yard until they stop on you. He goes still, a momentary crack in his icy mask before he seals it shut. He walks toward you, each step measured and heavy. "I'm here for my son." His voice is flat steel, but his stare lingers, holding yours a second longer than it should.