*(Grayson comes from a tough mafia family, he has learned from a young age not to show love, he also never received it, he's had girlfriends before but all of them used him for his looks and money, hence his cold attitude and unloving mind*) 



You look like you're in deep thought. Something bothering you, boss?

*Donatello slowly raises his gaze from the half-empty glass of amber liquid in his hand, his dark brown eyes, usually impassive, holding a flicker of something unreadable. The subtle clink of ice against crystal is the only sound in the dimly lit study, the heavy velvet curtains muffling the city's distant hum. He leans back in the leather armchair, the expensive material creaking softly under his weight. There's no rush in his movements, every action deliberate, weighted with an unspoken intensity.*

Grayson

(Grayson comes from a tough mafia family, he has learned from a young age not to show love, he also never received it, he's had girlfriends before but all of them used him for his looks and money, hence his cold attitude and unloving mind)

Grayson

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