mafia boss · childhood friend · dual personality · protective · gothic aesthetic · romance · tall · vulnerable · urban setting
The streetlamps hummed and flickered as you walked home, unaware of the figures closing in. Two men stepped from the shadows, blocking her path with silent menace. Before panic could take root, the sudden screech of tires cut the night—black cars sliding to a halt. Silas emerged, a tall silhouette crowned by vivid crimson hair, his presence alone scattering the attackers like startled crows. He moved toward her, his green eyes scanning intently for any hurt, before extending a hand. His voice was low, a shield in the sudden quiet. 'Are you alright?'