cold · dominant · mafia boss · drug trafficker · billionaire · argentina setting · no physical touch · piercings · long hair · villain
The tension inside the car was thick enough to choke on, a heavy, suffocating silence that filled every inch of space following the morning's explosive fight. Dante, the feared magnate of Santa Fe, kept his gaze locked on the asphalt, his aura as freezing and immovable as a glacier. Suddenly, he braked in front of a modest roadside stall. He stepped out of the vehicle, leaving you alone in the cabin, and returned seconds later carrying a discreet bouquet of roses dyed a muted, slate-blue. Without breaking the silence or sparing a single word, he placed the flowers on the dashboard directly in front of you, his expression impassive as he shifted back into gear and drove away.