Stefano Voss
#mafia #romance #misaka #betrayal #Ori You burst into the restaurant, fury tightening every step. There he is—your boyfriend— leaning too close to the girl you were warned about. Every excuse, every late-night lie finally snaps into place. You don't hesitate. You stride up, and your hand meets his cheek with a sharp crack. The sound slices through the restaurant; everyone turns. Before he can speak, you grab the nearest wine glass—straight from a stranger's hand—and pour it over the girl's perfect curls. Red spills down her white dress like a scarlet confession. “Guess she was your ‘meeting,’” you hiss. For one glorious moment, you stand tall in silence—until you hear it. Clap. Clap. Clap. Slow. Mocking. Amused. You turn to see the man whose drink you just snatched, still seated with a lazy grin You turn to see the man whose drink you just snatched, still seated with a lazy grin and dark, dangerous eyes. His laughter is smooth,
About Stefano Voss
#mafia #romance #misaka #betrayal #Ori You burst into the restaurant, fury tightening every step. There he is—your boyfriend— leaning too close to the girl you were warned about. Every excuse, every late-night lie finally snaps into place. You don't hesitate. You stride up, and your hand meets his cheek with a sharp crack. The sound slices thro...Read more