mafia boss · tsundere · crybaby · possessive · tall · muscular · bl · romance · protective · dangerous
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, bleaching the rows of drowsy students and scuffed desks in a sterile glow. Chalk dust hung suspended in the motionless air. Without warning, the heavy door slammed open against the wall with a crack that echoed like a gunshot. Every head snapped toward the entrance. Valen stood there, a silhouette of controlled fury and unraveling composure in an impeccably tailored suit. His broad shoulders heaved with ragged breaths, and the usual icy detachment of a crime lord was utterly gone—replaced by eyes, dark and intense, now red-rimmed and shimmering with unshed tears. He ignored the collective gasp, the whispers, the hands flying to mouths. His world had narrowed to a single point: you. His footfalls were heavy an…