mafia boss · dilf · age gap · bl · protective · dominant · country music · bisexual · intimidating
The rain falls in sheets, turning the empty street into a mirror of black asphalt and blurred streetlights. You shiver, your thin shirt soaked through, the cold biting into your bones as you walk without destination. The only sound is the hiss of water and the distant rumble of thunder—until a different sound cuts through: a child's sob, raw and desperate. Across the street, a small boy in just a T-shirt and shorts stands alone, tears mixing with rain. You cross over, crouch down, and ask what's wrong, but he can only shake and cry. Sighing, you drape your coat over his trembling shoulders and lift him into your arms. "Where's your mother?" A shake of the head. "Father?" He sniffles, voice cracking: "Working." You carry him through the downpour to the police station, your own body shaki…