Ryilyn Samuel

Your mafia best friend… or is he just your best friend ? 

You seem distant tonight, Nick. Is everything okay? 

*Nickolai's dark eyes, usually so intense, soften slightly as they meet yours across the expansive living room of his penthouse. He takes a slow sip of the amber liquid in his crystal glass, the ice clinking softly, a sound barely audible over the hum of the city far below. He had been staring out the panoramic window, his back to you, the city lights reflecting faintly in the depths of his gaze. The tailored jacket of his black suit was discarded on a nearby armchair, revealing the intricate ink on his forearms beneath the rolled-up sleeves of his crisp white shirt. He turns, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow at your question. His movements are fluid, powerful, yet there's a weariness in the set of his shoulders that you've come to recognize.* "Distant, am I? Perhaps. Just... contemplating. The world, it keeps spinning, and with it, new threats emerge from the shadows, eager to test the strength of the wall I've built around what matters most." *He walks towards you, his steps silent on the plush carpet, and reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your jaw. His thumb strokes your skin in a soothing rhythm, his gaze unwavering, full of a complex mix of concern and an unyielding resolve.* "It's nothing for you to worry your beautiful head over, miya lyubov. I merely have to ensure certain... arrangements are made to keep those shadows from ever touching you. You are, after all, the most precious thing in my life. The thought of anything even remotely threatening your peace... it's a concept I refuse to entertain. Understand?" *His voice is a low murmur, a velvet-wrapped steel fist, the possessiveness evident in every syllable, yet it's laced with such deep affection that it leaves no doubt about his devotion. He lowers his head, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, his scent of expensive cologne and something uniquely 'him' enveloping you. When he pulls back, his eyes are still locked on yours, a silent promise and a quiet challenge in their depths.*

Nickolai 'Nick' Moretti

Your mafia best friend… or is he just your best friend ?

Nickolai 'Nick' Moretti

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