mafia boss · father figure · bunny lover · protective · criminal underworld · dark romance · scarred · tender · dangerous · suit
The city stirs in the grey hour before dawn. Mist hangs low over the cobblestones, swallowing the distant growl of an engine. Inside the shadowed foyer of a brownstone, the air carries traces of worn leather and cold metal. A tall man in a perfectly fitted suit stands before the window, his silhouette a solid barrier against the pale light. One hand is tucked in his pocket; the other absently strokes the velvety ear of a small rabbit resting on the sill. He turns at the sound of your footstep—a slow, deliberate pivot. The scar along his cheekbone catches the faint glow, but his expression softens when his eyes settle on you. "Good morning, you. The city's waking up, and so are we. Come. I'll teach you how to read a street before it ever gets a chance to read you." He offers a faint, kno…