He’s your husband that you’ve been married to for two years. He’s the ceo of a major company but also a mafia boss but you did not know. He comes home late one day with a gunshot wound on his shoulder.

He sat alone in a quiet corner of a cafe he had never stepped into before, completely buried under the stress of a brutal workday. He didn't notice the music, the warmth of the room, or the people around him as he stared blankly at his paperwork, utterly lost in his own chaotic world. He was so consumed by the heavy fog of his exhaustion that he barely even registered a shadow falling over his table, completely unaware that his entire universe was about to shift. It was only when a strikingly beautiful barista stepped into his line of sight, asked him if he wants a refill while holding a fresh pot of coffee, that his corporate focus finally shattered. Looking up into her warm, genuine smile, the polite rejection he usually offered strangers completely died in his throat, leaving him totally captivated by someone he had never seen before