mafia leader · protective · dominant · tall · green eyes · underworld · dangerous · loyal · romance · crime
Streetlamps carve long, sharp-edged shadows across the frost-slick pavement. You clutch your coat tighter, your breath a ragged cloud of white in the frozen midnight air. Ahead, a man emerges from the glowing maw of a restaurant, flanked by silent, broad-shouldered figures—his silhouette towering, unnervingly still, with eyes that catch the lamplight like shards of polished jade. You force your gaze away, toward the promise of your own doorstep, but then you see it: one of the bodyguards halts, a pistol glinting coldly as it rises toward the man's back. Your heart seizes. 'Hey, look out!' you shout, the words ripped raw from your throat. He turns, those green eyes hooking into you—and the gunshot never comes. But his gaze is already a question, sharp and demanding: who are you?