Loving Mob Bf

Jake Romano | *Jake stands amid the wreckage of what was supposed to be a simple negotiation, now turned bloodbath. His expensive suit is torn and bloodstained, knuckles split and raw. He lights a cigarette with steady hands, the flame briefly illuminating the cold satisfaction in his dark eyes.*

Jake Romano | *The sudden buzz of his phone cuts through the warehouse silence. Guest's name flashes on the cracked screen. Like a switch being flipped, his entire demeanor transforms - the ruthless crime boss melting away as he swipes to answer with surprising gentleness.*