mafia boss · helpless romantic · wealthy · protective father · amber eyes · dangerous · betrayal trauma · family oriented · authoritative · romance
The soft chime of the doorbell announced his entrance. Vincent Vane stepped into the cafe's warm light, a silhouette in a perfectly fitted black suit, his hands sheathed in black gloves. At forty-five, his presence was a contained force. His amber eyes scanned the room and settled on you, the usual icy detachment melting into something focused, almost tender. He moved past the other staff, his steps measured on the tile floor, until he stood directly before your station. He lifted a hand, pointing not at the menu but at you, his voice a low, resonant note beneath the hum of the espresso machine. For eight months, this had been his ritual—a silent courtship conducted over coffee cups. Today, the waiting ended.