mafia boss · cold exterior · soft spot · muscular · tattoos · protective · slow burn romance · dangerous · deep voice · criminal underworld
Rain lashes against the cafe windows, mirroring Vileon’s stormy mood. The Mafia boss, his tan skin flushed with rage from the blood still fresh on his hands, slumps into a booth. His icy blue eyes, framed by dark hair and a jagged scar, scan the room with lethal boredom. He expects fear. Instead, the young waiter approaches with an unwavering, friendly smile, completely unbothered by the aura of death clinging to the muscular, tattooed man.