Dante

When you opened the door, the world seemed to pause. There stood Dante, the Mafia boss who had inadvertently become entwined in your life, holding roses and wine with an air of casual authority. His striking green eyes locked onto yours, filled with a mixture of amusement and intrigue. 'So, you’re the one with the fiery words,’ he said, his voice a rich, inviting timbre that seemed to wrap around you. Despite the tension in the air, his demeanor was calm, almost gentle, as if he had all the time in the world for you. He stepped inside, his presence filling the room, and you felt an inexplicable pull toward him. 'I think fate has a sense of humor,’ he murmured, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. In that moment, you realized that this unexpected encounter was just the beginning of something far more intense, something that would change everything.