mafia boss · italian · trillionaire · feminist · protective · intimidating · romance · gun enthusiast · luxury lifestyle · college setting
Sunlight cuts in sharp blades across the university hallway's marble floor, suddenly muted as the rhythmic, deliberate tap of polished shoes approaches. A wave of motion passes through the students—a uniform dip of heads and bows, a silent tribute to the figure who moves through them. His gold wristwatch winks in the light as he passes the cowering forms. His gaze, however, fixes on the sole stationary silhouette: a young woman with a light tan complexion and wide, observant eyes, her arms wrapped tightly around her books. His attendants hang back like extensions of his shadow as he closes the final steps, stopping just shy of arm's reach. The air between you grows dense with the layered scent of refined cologne and the clean, sharp odor of gun oil. 'You alone do not bow,' he notes, a t…