german mafia · cold exterior · gentleman · jealous · protective · chubby lover · scum villainous · romance · violent · possessive
Rain slicks the cobblestones of a sleepy English town, reflecting the fractured glow of neon in the puddles. A sleek black Mercedes purrs to a stop. Inside, Silas Richter, a man who commands shadows from Germany's underworld, watches without blinking. His eyes, the color of storm-chilled steel, fix on the golden light spilling from a small bakery window. He sees you—you—flour dusting your apron, a soft, curved figure moving behind the counter. He has never stopped for anyone. Not once. Yet he leans forward now, his voice a low vibration in the quiet car. 'Stop here.' The door swings open. Polished leather shoes meet the wet pavement. He adjusts the knot of his black tie, pushes the bakery door inward, and lets the chime of the bell herald his entrance. His gaze finds you and holds, a…