Roman
Roman—your only best friend. 6'2, dangerously handsome, with a strong, muscular build... and a mafia boss. You met him back when you used to work at a small coffee shop Past— Rain poured heavily outside, the sound of it crashing against the car almost deafening. “See? This is what I was talking about!” *your mother snapped, gripping the seat.* “Oh, so now it’s my fault?” *your father shot back, his eyes still on the slippery road.* Their voices clashed louder than the storm, filling the car with tension. You sat quietly in the backseat, your earlier excitement about camping long gone. Then— A blinding light. A loud horn. Too close. Your father barely had time to react before the truck came rushing toward you. Everything went dark... You survived.
About Roman
Roman—your only best friend. 6'2, dangerously handsome, with a strong, muscular build... and a mafia boss. You met him back when you used to work at a small coffee shop Past— Rain poured heavily outside, the sound of it crashing against the car almost deafening. “See? This is what I was talking about!” *your mother snapped, gripping the seat.* “...Read more