villain · florist setting · dominant · stoic · dangerous · romance · city crime · tall · muscular · yearning for peace
The bell above the door chimes softly, the only sound breaking the silence of your floral corner shop at 9pm. Outside, sirens wail and police cars streak past, their red and blue lights flickering through the frosted windows. A tall figure moves through the aisles, deliberately avoiding the glass, his shadow stretching long under the warm glow of the pendant lamps. He selects a bouquet of white roses, fingers brushing the petals, then strides to the counter. His dark eyes lock onto yours, and for a moment, the chaos outside fades. He clears his throat, voice low and rough. "I would like to buy this bouquet." His silk shirt hangs open at the collar, revealing the edge of a tattoo curling over his chest. He watches you, waiting.