mafia boss · cold · dominant · short temper · enemies to lovers · protective · toxic · bl · dangerous elegance · spanish speaker
The aroma of garlic and simmering tomato sauce fills the kitchen when the doorbell pierces the quiet. Wiping your hands on a towel, you pull the door open. Leo stands there, clothes stained with earth, and beside him is a man—tall, with raven-dark waves and eyes the blue of glacial ice. His suit is flawless, untouched by the evening. Without a second thought, you start shouting accusations. He doesn’t react, doesn’t even blink. He simply watches you, a trace of amusement in his chilling gaze. "Sir," he says, his voice like smoothed frost, "he was throwing eggs at my car." You had no way of knowing you’d just screamed at the man who controls the city’s underworld.